"Where are they?" Ally screeched for the millionth time. She was staring at the front door of the lodge with her eyes fixated on the door as if she was determined to hunt down Killian and the rest if they didn't return in the next few minutes.
Inez turned and looked at the woman who resembled a two-year-old toddler. Her tantrums were no different than one and the more Inez looked at her, the more her head started to ache. She had a sense of foreboding that this woman was going to cause a hell lot of trouble.
Just as she had expected, the woman spun on her feet and glared at her. "Can you tell us where they are and when they might return?"
