He didn’t spend a second on me, already turning back to Muriel. “Make yourself comfortable. I’ll find you some better clothes after I deal with her.”

Muriel reached out to me and touched my hand. “Thank you, Billie. I hope to see you again.”

“You too,” I managed.

After squeezing my fingers, Muriel let me go. I dragged my feet out the door and into the darkness outside the house, overlooking the shadowed driveway in anticipation of a pair of headlights.

Gavin closed the door ...