Loving Ashlynn (#Wattys2016)

Chapter 48 - The Other Side of Right is Wrong (Ansel Conrad POV) Pt.3

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Chapter 48 – The Other Side of Right is Wrong (Ansel Conrad POV) Pt.3

"Our parents warned us," Kalenah whispers, swallowing as we hurry back to the main house right behind Nova's red Toyota. "They aren't safe," she murmurs.

I remain silent, unsure what to do in this very moment.

Brennan said he called in reinforcements, however was that the right call? We handled everything; we made sure that Faith was protected from Danny and his family, yet they still ran.

Why?

Worse even, what did the letter from them say that Nova did not feel comfortable reading it aloud to us? I almost want to chuckle.

Two years ago, if someone asked me which of my children would run away, no doubt the answer would not have been Samson. Even more humorous was why. There were thankfully a few reasons I could immediately eliminate.

Maybe a teen pregnancy or Kalenah and I forcing them apart.

"Do you – do you think they're going to North Carolina? Should we call Walsh Ansel? Send someone to the house?" Kalenah asks as we walk to Nova's parked vehicle.

The moment she see's us or maybe she was stepping out already, Nova jumps from the front seat, holding her wool coat closed, large leather bag at her side.

"Let's all go inside, up to my office," I say as we cut around to the front of the house, stopping short when we see red, literally. On the porch steps, is more than two or three tablespoon of blood. "Is – is Faith well?" Nova asks, unaware of Brennan's face or that Samson decked him.

"I've already started shifting around my clients," Nova says as I lead her up to my office. Frowning. "Why?"

She stops, looking between Kalenah and I, almost shocked. "My job is to read people Ansel, my gift, is an intuition that I cannot fully explain to any human." We nod, knowing that.

"I use my history, my experience to help where I am needed, but with Faith..." she taps her hand over her side bag. "If there was no danger, Faith would not have run," she whispers softly glancing around the halls of my home.

Narrowing my eyes, I say nothing.

Does she believe Faith ran because of people in this house? I had already missed everything with Brennan, what else could I have missed?

Angela was looking into the breech, waiting for someone to use the port that Devin had created. However, there had been no intrusion as of yet.

"Faith is like a toddler child when it comes to instincts. Some children they do not take to certain people. They warm up slow to them, they show signs that they are not completely at ease in their presence."

"There is no gray area when it comes to Faith. After the letter she's written... the fact that she even wrote it," I take a second look at Nova, turning over her words.

She's had maybe two months worth of sessions with Faith. Seeing her up to three times a week. Pulling apart the girls layers.

"Okay come – come," I hurry her, opening my office and letting Kalenah and Nova enter. Shutting it behind us, my eyes find Angela first.

"Ansel-"

"Oh," my sister stops speaking, eyes flicking over to Nova. "It's fine," I wave a hand, "Samson and Faith ran away," my sisters eyes widen, and she looks away from me, to Kalenah. As though somehow my words were incorrect.