“Lovely girl,” he added thoughtfully. “Horrible family.” “What do you mean?” Hughie shook his head but didn’t reply. That bothered me for a whole host of different reasons. I didn’t like him knowing things about her that I didn’t. “I’m going to go check on Precious in the bath,” he announced when he finished his glass. “And then I’m putting my head down for the night.” “Take whatever room you want,” I mumbled, deep in thought. Hughie placed a hand on my shoulder. “Keep looking out for her, Cap,” he said, squeezing my shoulder. “God knows someone needs to.” And then he was gone.
