Finding no supporters and now as red as her dress Madeline fled into the crowd but Lucas didn’t spare her a thought. His gaze followed Sarah like a moth drawn to a light. Her expression and poise during the confrontation surprised him. Since when did Sarah have that kind of attitude?
And when did she meet Silas and know him well enough to call him by his nickname? Lucas could count on one hand the number of people close enough to Silas to have earned that right. He wasn’t alone in his shock if the murmurs running through the crowd were anything to go by. How? When?
The small group moved off and Lucas struggled to keep up with them while avoiding attention. They sat at a table where they could relax and catch up. Thomas and Silas seemed equally enraptured with Sarah as she regaled everyon
