“You enjoying my sloppy seconds, Knight?” Cal spits. “How does it feel knowing I already ruined her body?”
“Silas,” Juni warns.
“Close your eyes.” I tell her.
“Silas,” her eyes widen, and I gently take her hand off me.
“Close your eyes, baby.”
Stepping away from her, I close the gap between me and Cal, towering over him. He laughs at me.
“Do it.” He provokes.
I know he’s trying to set me up. I spotted the investigators a few seconds ago, coming out of one of the barns. He probably thinks they’ll help him, but they won’t.
So, I do it.
I draw my arm back and slam my fist into his cheek, dropping him with one hit and follow him down, my hand going to his face, fingers pressing in on each cheek until I know his teeth are cutting in.
“Say one more word about her and I’ll make sure you won’t ever say another word again,” I promise him, my voice too low for anyone else to hear me. “Do you understand me?”
He stays quiet, so my hand tightens even further, and I pull him toward my face. “I said, do you understand me?”
He attempts a nod, eyes wide.
I drop him and get up, dusting myself off.
“I’ll have you arrested for that!” He gets up behind me, spitting blood, but I’m already making my way back to Juni, who didn’t have her eyes closed at all.
“For what?” I yell back.
“They saw!” he hollers. “Someone call the cops!”
“Saw what?” One of the department agents calls back, “That you fell?”
Cal’s jaw drops open, a trickle of blood slipping from the corner of his mouth.
“Quite a nasty fall too,” his partner shakes his head, “should watch where you’re going.”
I offer my hand when they’re in reach, shaking both agents’ hands.
“Sam, Lionel,” I greet them both by name.
“Silas,” Lionel taps my shoulder, “Didn’t think I’d see you out in these parts.”
“Come to collect something that belongs to Juni here.”
“Ah, well, you best get to that,” Lionel lowers his voice, “The investigation is closing. We have our case.”
“And?”
“Mr. Scott won’t have this place for much longer, or any place for that matter.”
“And the horses?”
“We have to go through all the right avenues, but we’ll be in touch about them.”
“Got it,” I nod. “Juni, should we get Ginger?”
