Dying to Tell
““I’ll find Amelia and take care of her, Papaw,” she whispered. “I promise.”
Chad Marshall slid a hand over her back. “Do you know where she is?”
Sadie tensed. Chad was supposed to be on her sister’s side, but for some reason she sensed he wanted her locked back up. “No, I wish I did.”
“I’d be lying if I said that assaulting that orderly and running away doesn’t look bad. It makes her look—”
“I know, guilty,” Sadie said. “But she’s sick and scared, Chad.”
“Just let me know if you hear from her,” Chad said. “I’ll do whatever I can to help.”
Sadie mentally chastised herself for her earlier thoughts. Being here was making her paranoid, distrustful. “Thank you, Chad. I appreciate that.”
“Sure. Do you want me to hang around and keep you company for a while?”
Sadie noticed Jake watching and shook her head. “Thanks, I appreciate the gesture, but I’d really like to be alone.” And she needed to talk to Jake about that file she’d found in her grandfather’s things.
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