Causing a Scene

“What the hell is he talking about, Maeve? What baby?”

Preston’s voice rang louder, echoing sharply off the hallway walls. The few people nearby froze. Hearing this, Lyra stopped struggling. Her wide eyes flicked between them.

Obviously, Maeve didn’t respond. She looked at Garrick, who remained between her and Preston, blocking just enough of her from view.

Garrick didn’t move. He didn’t speak eit