“Marcus? Who’s Marcus?” Jack asked. Another man she knew? Another friend. Another person he knew nothing of. Another one who had given her advice she’d listened to and now look at her. “Katelynn why… oh Jesus…” he pressed a kiss to her temple, shutting his eyes as he did.
“We’re trying to get away from them…”
She lifted a trembling hand up to grab the wet material of his shirt, her face scrunched up in pain.
“I-I know! And I’m sorry Jack! I’m so sorry! I just.. I thought I could get the confession, I thought I could! But she only laughed and wanted to know why I wanted to know why she had done it. She wouldn’t say it.”
Hot Flash had kept dodging the question and it had frustrated her. “And then.. And then she began making fun of you and laughing at your pain.. I couldn’t stand it.. I couldn’t..”
“What will happen when this wears off?” Jack asked quietly. “What, what if she comes after you again when, when you can’t defend yourself? What will it take, Katelynn?” his voice was shaking as badly as his hands were. “Do, do… do they have to kill one of us to finally leave the other alone?” he asked.
“I can’t loose you, Katelynn, I can’t. I’d… I don’t know.” he shook his head. “But this has to stop.”
Jack Maple 