~CASSELBA'S POV
". . .SHE WENT TO CHURCH." Caden returns to me, answering my question as he rises to his feet.
"Church?" I ask again.
"Yeah," his voice sounds deeper in reply. He seems to know I require more information and he continues. And even as I leave the dishes to soak, I detect the humor behind his words. "Oh! Don't worry about Amelia." He skirts his way around the island to stop by the edge of the sink. "There's a Chapel about a mile away. I think Salvation Army or Joseph Smith. It could be one of both."
"Erm, dad!" Ryan appears at my side also. "I don't think that's what Cassie meant." He raises his eyebrows and Caden's eyes widen just as comprehension dawns.
"Ohhh!" He stretches. "Cassie? You don't need to be worried about that either. Amelia is loyal to the family. Her aunt was the Housekeeper before her and she practically grew up in the Manor. You don't need to bother about the Apex getting to her."
