"Are you going to tell me what happened there?" Liam asked after they got in their room.
She was still shaking.
"Come on, sit...I'll get you a glass of wine," he said and turned to leave. He was very angry. He wanted to go to Mrs. Delport and shout at her for putting Rory in danger.
If she cannot walk around her grandmother's home without fearing getting shot from booby traps, why should they even stay here? They can leave!
"No, don't leave..." Rory grabbed his hand.
She knew he would go and take out his anger on Mrs. Delport. She did not want a fight to happen in the middle of the night.
He sat beside her. And she leaned on his shoulder. Liam kissed her cheek and held her hands. He waited for her to speak up and in the meantime, his anger reduced. He got so sleepy, that he almost fell asleep.
"The file was there, Fizzy..." she said after a long silence.
"What file?" Liam asked wiping the drool at the corner of his lips.
