“Joel!” I yell.
He pops his head out of his room.
“You’re on security, Joel. Make sure everyone is safe.”
He nods.
“Amelia, you’re in charge of the house.”
She salutes me. “Yes, Captain.”
I shake my head. Usually, I like her teasing. Not right now.
Amelia steps back, noticing my change in mood.
I jog over to the locked part of the house. I unlock and open the dividing door. “Phoenix,” I holler.
She steps forward out of her bedroom, still wearing a robe.
“Yes?”
I glance back to Liesel.
“Phoenix, you’re in charge of Liesel.”
Liesel’s eyebrows draw up.
I glance to Phoenix, and she nods solemnly.
Then I lock the door again and pull my phone out. I start making calls to arrange for a flight, walking around the house with Liesel on my heels.
“How are you going to fly somewhere when you killed the pilot?” Liesel hollers.
“You killed Ken?” Joel asks.
I growl at him.
Joel moves out of my way and doesn’t ask any other dumb questions.
Liesel, on the other hand, continues to run after me as I head to my car.
I unlock my Range Rover and open the door.
Liesel is there to grab the door before I climb inside.
“You didn’t kill the pilot, did you?”
I don’t answer her.
“You’re a piece of work. You just did that to scare me.”
She takes a step back.
“When will you be back?” she asks.
“When I save my girl.”
My words cut her. She doesn’t know who I’m talking about. All she hears is the my girl part. I’m talking about a woman I seem to care about more than her. I see the jealousy in her eyes.