-AUDREY-
"Take a step back, Rick. Before I make you."
Luther surged into the kitchen. He was still dressed in that polished, tailored suit, but there was nothing polished about the man who had just walked through the door. His brown eyes burned like twin embers. His chest heaved, and a lock of dark hair had fallen across his forehead.
Rick blinked slowly. The sick, predatory look vanished from his face, replaced by an almost humble expression.
He stepped away from me and turned to face Luther across the kitchen island. I remained by the sink, the knife still poised in my trembling hand.
"Easy, Luther. Audrey and I were just talkin’." He raised his hands in surrender and flashed a cocky grin.
His tone was casual—the same one I’d heard him use while drinking beer with his brothers on t
