She wrenched at me so I stumbled, correcting my balance to set her down at the base of the huge oak tree that temporarily concealed us. She hobbled, her injured foot held up from the earth. “Thank you. This is a misunderstanding, that’s all.” Blood pounded in my ears. With my back to her, I pulled my kit from my pocket. In easy, well-practiced motions, I had a needle in my hand and ready to go. “…no clue what that man meant,” Everly was saying, her hands moving with her words. “If we just—” I embraced her and stabbed her arse in a fluid movement.