Arwen was coming in from the back yard of her farmhouse when the murmurs of Deidre talking with someone and coming through the front door caught her ear.
“Honey, we’re home,” Addy’s voice called out mockingly.
Arwen almost dropped the tray of smoked ham on the floor at the words. Was she playing house now with Adrianu Cavallaro? Deidre was grinning at his words as Arwen looked at them in surprise. Addy appeared very relaxed, still in his suit jacket but his collar was unbuttoned and the gold chain around his neck was visible. If she hadn’t known he’d been semi-tortured she would never have guessed from his disposition he’d been zip-tied to a chair, had his balls punched and had been punched not once but three times. One of them by Jesse.
When Arwen had been preparing to leave the safeh
