Gabe was glad that Cinda had called him, not called anyone else. Just like the last time, she had chosen to call him and ask him for help. Instead of Grey like when she’d been in the city. Perhaps there was some real progress between them. He hoped so, wanted her to know she could rely on him. Hell, he wanted her to trust him, always had.
He had Grey and the boys stay with her, at her house, and knew the on-duty officers would be coming to do a proper crime scene dust. The firemen would clean up the petrol and make sure there were no residual leftovers that could be set on fire later. He called a locksmith and had him go right to her place to fix that lock as soon as he was free.
Had to go home and get his things, not one second longer would he let her be alone in that house of hers. She
