Capítulo 95: Chapter 95: The Sandwich

I didn't make it to the kitchen door. Instead, I came to an abrupt halt at the sight of Carter carrying a platter of garlic bread into the dining room. He paused as he spotted me, looking so startled I'm sure the expression on my face had to reflect the conversation I'd just had with Crew. Or lack of one.

"Your mother recruited me," Carter said. "I hope that's okay?"

"Aren't you supposed to be guarding someone?" Yeah, that was nasty and uncalled for but he didn't hold it against me. Instead, his brow furrowed, his gaze flashing to the foyer and back again.

"Everything okay, Fee? Do you need help with anything?"

The way he said it instantly made me feel better. Because there was a threat in that offer, an open invitation to do harm to anyone who might have slighted or belittled me. And while I'd never take him up on it, knowing not all men were utter dicks like, apparently, the sheriff of Curtis County, Vermont, lightened my mood considerably.