Free Twisted (Rogues Shifter Series Book 3) by Gayle Parness

already passed me right on by. Sinc seemed to be impressed.
    Sinc was also obsessing about Ethan. He’d called last night to say that Garrett was making good progress on his journey and should make it to them before dawn. I’d asked Sinc the obvious question of why Garrett didn’t just rent a pri vate jet and get there in an hour or so. She explained that since Liam jumped through the lines, Garrett would be going over ground that Liam had skipped and he was determined not to miss any clues. It wouldn’t be difficult for him to cover that distance with his vamp speed and his ability to reenergize through the ley lines.
    We trying to stay positive, talking about Garrett finding her and bringing her home to us. We both looked up to him like he was some kind of vamp super hero. I giggled when I thought of him in spandex and a red cape.
    I took a shower, dressed in jeans and a tee shirt, and then went do wnstairs to dig up breakfast. There was a strange man standing in the kitchen, which freaked me out at first, but when he turned toward me and smiled, I knew instantly that he wasn’t an enemy. He was tall and slim like most fae, and his waist length platinum blonde hair was tied back, away from his handsome face. His smile was warm and his dark lavender eyes glittered as he nodded slightly to me and spoke in their musical way.
    “I’m Farrell, Lady Jor renn’s son. I’ve been sent by Lord Caelen to protect this household until the vampires rise at sunset. I will be here everyday until Liam returns and can resume his duties. Are you Sinclair?”
    “No, I’m Bridgett, Jackie’s sister.”
    His expression changed instantly from warm to icy cold, making frozen fingers crawl up my spine. The pleasant young man of one minute ago had morphed into a much more dangerous stranger. My gut twisted when I realized that his icy gaze was directed at me alone. “I would like to speak to Sinclair. I will wait outside for her.” He turned and started to walk out the patio door. I raced to block his exit and his eyes flared with anger at my nerve. He didn’t try to push past me, probably because he didn’t want to get that close.
    “Please, Farrell. Can I talk to you? I know you’re very angry over what I did. I’m going to live up to my agreem ent with the fae. And I’m going to make a formal apology personally to all the prisoners who’ll allow me to. Liam is going to arrange it.”
    Farrell’s  expression hadn’t changed , so I lowered my gaze and moved out of his way. He walked outside and stood by the fountain, keeping his back to me. I wanted to crawl back into bed and bury my head under the covers, but instead I started to make breakfast. I knew that Sinc would be up soon and I’d send her out to him. Days were really going to suck with him around.
    Rob showed up first so I sent him out to talk to Farrell. I served up French toast with various toppings, along with ham and fresh fruit. I put out the orange juice and the coffee and set the table, setting out places for Sinc, Rob, Farrell and, in case she popped by, Elizabeth. Then I made myself a plate to take upstairs to the den to eat by myself. I didn’t want to ruin everyone’s breakfast.
    Sinc was coming down the stairs as I was going up.
    “Why aren’t you eating in the kitchen?”
    “You’ll see. I’ll be fine up here.” She shrugged and kept going.
    An hour later, I went downstairs to load the dishwasher, only to see that Farrell was already doing it. Sinc was at the computer in the living room and Rob was at Garrett’s desk on the phone in his office, so we were alone. Farrell had heard me enter, so he faced me and I froze and then started to turn away. I didn’t want to have to deal with his pissed off attitude twice in one morning.
    Instead, he spoke to me politely in his rich, musical voice. “Bridgett Brownlow, I apologize for acting in such an unfriendly manner toward you. This is your sister’s home and I was wrong not to show you the proper