“Lance, what the hell are you doing here?” I stared at Lance, shocked to find him kneeling on the floor facing Dorcas who was deep in her chants.

My arrival with Grey had not even disturbed her at all, her eyes were shut tightly and she kept whispering words that I could not even understand.

“You brought her here?!” Lance glared at Grey, talking between clenched teeth.

“Was I supposed to stop her from moving around? You asked me to keep an eye on her, not limit her movement,” he raised his hands in defence.

“You two do know that I’m standing right here,” I gritted my teeth in anger....