"What did you just say?"
Angus looked like he was about to explode like a ticking time bomb. His eyes were so dark and murderous that the twins gulped, the temperature in the room suddenly cold and brittle.
The twins knew Ziva was a bitch, but doing that to Hannah? That was pure cruelty. Their father would never forgive anyone who escaped the village. Hannah practically had a death sentence hanging over her head now. She would surely die, and that would be on Ziva—not that the bitch had a heart to feel remorseful.
Ziva said with more boldness, "Hannah ran away from the village, and I can't find her."
Suddenly, Angus's head snapped toward the twins. He looked between Lauren and Layla as if weighing which of the girls would be more likely to confess the truth. He settled on Layla.
"Is it true?" Angus asked her. "Did Hannah really run away from home, or is there something I'm not being told?"
