“You think we could talk our way out of this?” Nathan questioned in a whisper even as he scratched his neck and looked around for hopefully another door they could use to escape.
Cain shot his brother an irritated look. “Do you really think now is the time for jokes?”
“I was just going through the options,” he muttered in a low voice. “We can’t fight them, not like this, at least. For one they are stronger than us…and second, we have her to take care of. We have to get her out of here.”
“Are you just going to stand there stating all the obvious facts?” Cain demanded in a harsh whisper.
He knew he shouldn’t take his anger and frustration out on his brother, but he was enraged and desperate. Desperate to get Dalinda out of that house and to safety. And enraged by
