“A Shield’s fate is not up to them.” He shifted the struggling Isabelle as if she were a rag doll. “She’s likely never been educated in our ways.”
“Even if she’s a disgraced Shield?”
“Even those disgraced can still find their way back to light,” Thomas replied. “The terms of our agreement have changed, Liam. You have not been entirely truthful with me. For us to continue our partnership, I need the truth from here on out.”
I bowed my head. “Of course. My apologies.”
“And when our treaty has ended, upon on Selene’s death, the O’Malley Shield will be coming with us.”
This made my jaw fall open, and it even seemed to shock Isabelle, who stopped struggling long enough to look up at Thomas.
“I…” I searched his eyes but saw that he was completely serious. Like his daughter, he was stubborn. I knew that if I did not agree to this, Thomas De Ritter and his Shields would walk away from our deal. And so I nodded and prayed I would have time to figure out a way around this.
“Sarah will be yours,” I agreed. “She deserves to hear both sides of the story, I think, at the very least, and choose where she wants to be.”
“I’m glad you agree.” Thomas nodded and then without warning hit Isabelle on the back of the head, knocking her out. He swooped her up in his arms, as if she weighed nothing and turned on his heel, wordlessly, leaving me standing alone in the hallway.
Taking a deep breath and hoping that I hadn’t just signed Sarah’s death warrant, I headed into the room.
Chapter 14: Amy
As an actor, I almost always knew what to feel. Emotions were obvious and came easily, often with scripted words and actions. I knew what to draw on, how to feel, and what to do. But as we left the hospital, I was at a loss.
We had given our statements to the police a hundred times. That Sarah called us, upset, and we had come right over, only to find this scene and a frightened Sarah. As long as the hospital didn’t have security cameras in that room to check, it seemed that we would get away with our story.
“Do you really think that Thomas De Ritter will hand Isabelle over to the authorities?” I asked.
Liam shook his head. “He will hand her body over to the police. The Shields will not let her live.”
I drew in a deep breath as we walked away to the car. I hated to leave Sarah, but it had to be done. If we stayed and whispered to her any longer, it would have looked suspicious.
“What are you going to tell Connor?”
“The truth,” he replied, getting in the car, and looking at the clock as it turned on. “Sites is on in half an hour.”
“Oh my God, I almost forgot.” I buried my head in my face. “I don’t know if I can watch it.”
“Amy.” He took my hand as we drove. “You need something to take your mind off today.”
I glanced at him. He was so handsome, muscular forearms bared as he drove.
“Liam… I’m sorry that we fought.”
He let out a huge breath, nodding. “I’m sorry too, Amy. I never should have said those things.”
“All couples fight. Probably about different things, but they do fight.” I offered him a small smile. “We’ll be ok.”
“I hope so.” He grinned at me. “Otherwise, I’ll have no Meg Giry for the show.”
I smacked him. “That’s all you think about?’
“And other things,” he replied.
Just then, my cell phone rang. Looking at the caller ID, I furrowed my brow. “I don’t know who this is. Wait,” I said, pressing talk. “Hello?”
“Yes, can I speak to Amy?”
“This is Amy,” I replied.
“Amy, this is Steven Caf, I’m the head of casting for Ranger.”
“Yes?” My voice must have gone up about three octaves.
“Amy, we’d love to have you out to play Cassandra Winters. She’s a reoccurring character and right now has a seven episode arc with a strong possibility of extension. The show films here in the city, and we’d probably need you about three days a week.”
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I made a noise that I didn’t even recognize, somewhere between a squawk and a screech. Liam gave me a funny look as a thousand questions went through my head, as I tried to figure out what to ask him. The first thing that came to mind was my school schedule.