I cannot sleep. Fear has made its way to my heart by traveling through my veins. Desperation crawls up my neck and into my head. I just want him gone. I want him found and gone.
I sit up. No use in pretending to sleep in this bundle of blankets. I have been tossing and turning on this leather coach for hours drifting in and out of my own thoughts. Leon is softly snoring on the floor below me. I look around and see Marcus speaking intently with Aspen. About me? Father?
Marcus makes gestures with his hands. Squeezes one into a fist and slams it into his other palm. Hard.
He glances over and spots me in my conscious state. He looks at me softly for a moment, then annoyed. I should be asleep, but I am not. He can deal with that.
I pull back the blankets and tip toe around Leon. I appro
