Words suddenly felt heavy for him, and Angela wondered why. Just moments ago he was talking fine, yet now he seemed to struggle. She folded her arms across her chest and waited, her mind circling back to that night. Maybe the memory of it weighed him down, making it hard for him to speak.
It had been a horrible and terrifying night. Everyone was worried sick, and when they finally found him, he had been shot. The memory still left her cold. She never wanted to remember the details, but today was different. If they were ever going to reach the truth, they had to know what really happened. Where he went that night, and why he became entangled with such a dangerous family.
Angela had never heard of them until Hiro had mentioned their name. The Malynsters. Dangerous. Not to be crossed. So why did he go near them?
