?I don?t think I can do this,? Helen said. She pulled away from
him and wiped her hair off her feverish forehead. ?I can?t explain it
again.?
?I?ll do it,? Lucas said, instinctively reaching out for her hand,
then stopping himself and withdrawing his hand.
Hector reached the door just as Lucas opened it. His face was a
mask of anxiety and his chest was swelling with fast breaths. He
looked back and forth between their devastated faces several times
before it sank in that they were okay.
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?You two are . . . alive. That?s good,? he said with relief.
?We should get back,? Lucas said with a blank look before he
started walking stiffly down the hallway, leaving Hector with
Helen.
?Daphne told us,? Hector said directly. ?I?m sorry, cousin.?
Helen nodded a few times, not trusting herself to say anything,
and started down the hallway. To her surprise, Hector caught up to
her and put an arm over her shoulder as they walked. He squeezed
her tight for a second and kissed the top of her head. As they
neared the occupied part of the house, Helen realized just how
much she was leaning on him.
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Chapter Eighteen
Waiting in the shadows outside the Hamilton house
was a long shot, but Creon had no other choice. He
couldn?t get within a thousand yards of the Delos
compound now that he had shown his hand and put