He didn’t move, though. “How did you get here?” he asked. “Can you get back?” “What do you mean?” He wet his lips, finding the words. “I need you out of this house. Now. This minute.” Her brow creased with confusion. “What’s the matter with you?” she whispered, but I could hear the worry in her voice. “I’m taking you home.” “No, you’re leaving,” he said. “And you’re going to tell them I can solve my own problems. I don’t need help.” “And Emory?” He stopped, straightening his spine as he looked down at her. “What do you know? Did you have her brought here? Did Michael?” “She just asked me the
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