Christmas Witness Pursuit

Griffin stepped out of the stall. “I’m fine. Busy at work and church... There’s nothing to complain about.”

“But that’s not always enough, is it?”

“I just...” He stopped. Wasn’t that the same question he’d been asking himself? What was he looking for?

Satisfied the horses had what they needed for the night, Griffin buttoned the top of his coat. He needed to get back to the house to ensure everything was okay there.

“If things were different, I might not mind getting to know her, but she can’t remember much more than her name, which makes it a bit hard.” He stopped just inside the doorway leading outside and rested his hands on his hips. “I think the stress of all of this is taking more of a toll than I realized.”

“She’s going to be fine,” Caden said, heading toward the door with him. “She’s got you as her guardian.”

He was cold and tired and needed to get a good night’s sleep if he was going to be able to do his job. “We both should get some sleep.”

“Agreed. I’ll see you in the morning.”

Griffin walked back to the house and made another sweep of the perimeter, knowing he wouldn’t sleep tonight. While the chances of Jinx or his men facing this storm seemed slim, he still wasn’t going to dismiss the possibility. That meant he couldn’t put his guard down.

He glanced up at the window of the room where Tory was sleeping then shifted his gaze toward the shadows in the living room. This time he wasn’t imagining anything. Someone had broken into the house.

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