Tangled Intentions

A sharp Kingston noticed that Jobe was sighing. "Jobe, what's wrong?"

"Nothing." Jobe hesitated a little before saying, "Mr. Thorne, please go in by yourself. I won't go in."

"All right."

Without further delay, Kingston went upstairs.

When he opened the door, a strong gust of chilly air rushed toward him from inside the room, piercingly colder than the rain outside.

Kingston instinctively held his