Joshua’s heart skipped a beat. What was happening? Why... why would Marilyn show up at his house at this hour? He looked down at Astrid, whom he was carrying over his shoulder like a common sack of grain. How could he possibly explain her presence to Marilyn?

Faking a calm expression, Joshua turned around. "Marilyn?" Seeing her silhouette standing by the door made his blood run cold.

In that moment, he couldn't have cared less about the unconscious Astrid; he practically tossed her onto the sof