chapter 94

After making sure he was breathing and had a pulse, I set my palm on his forehead. He was burning up. I looked up at Malcom, who was holding Alec like a bride. His expression changed as he read mine.

“What is it?” Malcom asked.

“He’s got a fever,” I said.

“She’s ready for us,” Sheila called.

I turned away from Malcom and looked toward the house. Sheila was standing in the doorway, waiting for us.

Malcom walked ahead, cradling Alec in his arms. I lingered behind, waiting for him to get through. Kyle moved next to me. “He’s going to get the help he needs now.”

“I hope so,” I said.

“He’s tough, he’ll fight through,” he assured me.

I reached for Kyle’s hand and squeezed. “Thank you, for everything.”

“It’s my job,” he said.

“It’s more than that,” I said.

He smiled, then walked forward toward the house. I followed him, steeling myself for whatever would happen next.

The interior of the home took the exterior up a notch. It was like walking into a palace. The outside was fairy tale cottage,