Chapter 17Assessing the situation, and listening to his instincts, Herne ambled leisurely back towards the doorway out of the lounge and leaned there casually, apparently perusing some paperwork. Instead he watched and waited. He could almost smell the deceit and discomfort in the room. He gave a grimace as he surreptitiously glanced at those in the room.
He would be needed in more than his capacity as business advisor. Johnson continued to rattle off a continuous babble of small talk, not giving anyone time to stem his flow or follow up on the medical staff that Herne had left with Jem. His heart ached to think of what Airlia had done and hoped it didn’t scar Jem too badly. They just needed a little more time.
Herne smothered a smirk as he watched Airlia’s growing consternation.
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