Chapter 7

Back home, Fiona started packing her bags.

It was time to leave. There was no point in sticking around any longer.

Just as Fiona was on the phone with Knox, Damon kicked the door open. "Yes, tomorrow works. Could you have someone pick me up then?" she said.

Damon burst in, demanding, "Pick you up? Who were you talking to?"

Fiona hadn't expected Damon to be back from the hospital so soon. "That's my personal business. I don't owe you an explanation, Mr. Rycroft."

"You're trying to leave? Giselle's still in the hospital, and here you are packing your stuff?…