Hailey

Evans came inside looking like he had seen a ghost.

He closed the front door behind him slowly, locked it, then stood in the hallway without moving for a moment. I watched him from the kitchen doorway. His face was doing that thing it did when he was processing something too large to immediately put into words.

"Sit down," I said.

He came into the kitchen and sat. I put a fresh cup of tea in front of him. He wrapped both hands around it but didn't drink.

"Tell me about Lena first," I said, sitting across from him. "Then whatever else happened outside."

He looked up. "You saw?"...