CHAPTER FIFTEEN
A concussion is better than dead. As Caleb sat at his desk, he kept telling himself that. But it didn’t stop one thought from running through his mind.
What will happen next time?
Because with Courtney, there would be a next time. There always had been in the past.
He kept running over what Becca had told him at the hospital, but Caleb had no idea what to do about Courtney. For now, his sister was safe. She was staying at the estate while she recovered. Gertie and her staff hovered over his sister, catering to her every wish and demand. Caleb considered sending her a get-well present, but he thought better of that. No positive reinforcements. Courtney shouldn’t be rewarded for what she’d done.
A text notification on his cell phone sounded. His screen showed a reply fro
