CHAPTER 19
Jodie was asleep by the time Vinny came back downstairs. He stomped louder than normal on the steps, and he cursed more vehemently than usual when he stepped on some sort of wrench that had fallen on the ground by the workbench. She couldn’t hear what he and Dustin were fighting about in their hushed whispers, but she saw by their body language they were both angry. Not a good time to make either one of them more upset.
“Fine.” Vinny spat and trudged to the couch, his large hands balled into fists that looked as hard as granite. Did he know about the knife? Had Dustin told him she had seen their weapon stash?
“Why’d you tell Dustin the pills won’t work?”
They still thought she had some sort of medical expertise, so she did her best to pack confidence into her tone. “She’s al
