Page 143 of The Valiant Knight

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Graham was honest.

“He’s afraid to hurt you. He knows about your ex-husband, and what he was like. He’s terrified you’ll think he’s just like him.”

How could she believe that?

No one was that evil.

NO.

ONE.

“I’m good,” she said. “I need to make sure he’s okay. I have to find him.”

Oh, and he had to figure out what the hell was going on here.

Going downstairs, she saw his boots were not by the front door, and that meant he likely left.

Well, it was time to locate the cop.

Pulling on her own things. She headed outside. Once there, she looked around, and she found him inside the barn, leaning against the wall as he tried to settle himself.

He looked worked up.

And not in a good way.

“Are you okay?” she asked again.

He laughed sardonically.

How could he not?

“No. I don’t know what happened after we were reading the journal. I’m scared. I’ve never blacked out before.”

She moved closer, and he stepped back.

“Please don’t,” she said. That one action hurt more than a rough kiss.

He tried to explain.

“I hurt you. I’m not good with that.”

She held out her hand.

“You didn’t, Finn. I saw the change in you. I saw your eyes. You checked out. We have to figure this out. What’s here is dangerous. It doesn’t like me, and I think I’m in danger.”

His heart was racing.

In his dream, she’d been in danger too. What the hell was going on here?

That was his question.

Gabby continued.

“Ceit was murdered. This proves it to me. We all saw that she had blunt force trauma to the face, and she landed on her back when she fell. Someone hit her so hard, she fell out that window. Tony and I are right. I think that the spirit of something dark is here, and it dislikes me. I need you to not pull away from me right now. You’re all I have to keep me safe. If you won’t, I have to leave. I’ll have to go.”

He didn’t like that.

Not.