“ D-did … you n-need anything ,” Claire managed while catching her breath , “ Doctor ?”
“ Something wrong ? I hope I didn ’ t scare you .”
“ Well … you did , actually .” Herald finally relaxed a bit , taking deep breathes .
“ My apologies . I didn ’ t expect you to be right outside the door .”
“ Any news ?” Claire probed .
My body tightened , muscles constricted . I took a deep , long breath , then licked the front of my lips – anything to nullify my temper . I felt like a wolf tracking his prey , ready to pounce , and wondered if my appearance said as much . “ I ’ m sorry but there is nothing to report . Now if you ’ ll excuse me , I must retrieve my bag .” Taking my leave , I walked past Dylan ’ s parents and down the stairs .
Herald and Claire caught each other ’ s questioning glares and came together in a whisper . As if a game plan made , he clambered after me as she opened the door to view Dylan still sleeping . I was already at the front door when Herald scuddled down the steps , stopping at the landing .
“ Mister Kinkade !”
His voice echoed in my ears . I could barely stand it . I stopped , my hand on the doorknob , but I didn ’ t turn around . Instead , I barely responded . “ Yes ?”
“ Where are you going ? Are you coming back ? When ? What about my son ?”
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