Page 5 of The Darkest Knight

He sighed and brought the door wide again. “I have my reasons, none I’d like to share with you.”

“You can’t give me five minutes?” She wasn’t too proud to plead. Over the last few years, she’d witnessed hundreds of men and women who were diagnosed with epilepsy. She’d been lucky enough herself to have a service dog. Abby warned her when a seizure was coming so Reese could find a safe place.

“I don’t have five minutes to spare.”

“It looks like you’re real busy out here in the middle of nowhere.” She looked around the quiet property, scanning the mountains in the distance. “As Angelina had mentioned, this property is the perfect place for healing.”

“I have my shoes to polish. You have about three hours before nightfall. If you start walking now you might make it into town by then.” And with that the door slammed shut.

A part of her wanted to beat on the door. Beat it down if necessary, until he took the time to hear her out, but what good would it do? He seemed to already slam the door closed on helping and she could probably talk until she was blue in the face with no further achievement. She had better things to do too, but she couldn’t quite find anything else on her ‘to do list’ outside of finding an investor for her project.

Dropping her shoulders in defeat, she looked down at Abby. “What a jerk, huh Abs?” Grabbing up her suitcase, she stepped off the porch with the dog following close. She looked up at the sky and cringed. Dark clouds were moving in fast. Just her luck. Reaching into her purse, she dug for her phone and pulled it out. No service. No way to call for a cab. Looking back over her shoulder to the cabin, she knew there was no way she’d ask Dark Knight to use his phone. She’d rather swim her way back to town.

Walking a little further down the lane, she held her phone high, low, and upside down, hoping she’d get a bar or two of service eventually. Nothing.

Pelted in the face by rain drops with Abby whimpering, Reese sighed.

“Well, I guess there’s no way things could get worse at this point,” she mumbled.

A bolt of lightning struck the sky and she jumped. Abby took several paces back and whined.

“I guess I spoke too soon.”

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