Free Feathers by K.D. Peters Page A

in the world are you doing out here?” he asked as he knelt down by me. 
                  I couldn’t answer right away.  I was still crying so much.  But I managed to get out a little bit.  “He… he tried to attack me.” I cried.
                  “Just calm down.” Raphael said, holding me close.  “Now who tried to attack you?”
                  “Sean.” I managed to whisper.
                  I felt him tense up a little.  A part of me wondered if he knew more about this.  After all, didn’t Sean mention something odd about the Renaldis?  But I couldn’t make myself think straight enough to ponder it.  I was far too scared.
                  After a few minutes, Raphael made me pull back.  “Come on.  Let’s get you in my car.” He told me.
                  “But… but what about mine?” I asked as I got out.
                  “Don’t worry about it.  I’ll have Raziel pick it up and bring it home.” Raphael assured me.  He was as calm as ever in all of this, yet, I had this distinct feeling that it was really bothering him.
                  After putting me in the passenger’s seat of his car, I watched him walk over and climb into the driver’s.  By then, he had his cell phone out.  No doubt he was calling Michael.  And I was proven correct when I heard my dad’s voice over the sync with the car speakers.  “I think you’d better stay at the office a little longer.  I’m bringing your daughter to you.” Raphael told him.
                  “What?  Why?  Did something happen?” Michael asked, clearly concerned.
                  “Apparently, Sean Morrison tried to attack her.” Raphael answered.
                  I heard the line go silent for a moment.  I halfway wondered what he was thinking.  Finally, Michael spoke again.  “Bring her here.  I’ll handle it.”
                  “It’s your call.  I’ll be there shortly.” Raphael replied.  He reached over and handed me a few tissues as I wiped my eyes with my sleeves.  “Just calm down.  Everything will be fine now.” He reassured me.
                  I nodded, wiping my eyes.  “Thanks.” I whispered.
                  It didn’t take us long to get to the office where my father was working.  As I expected, he’d been waiting for us outside.  I don’t think I’d ever been so grateful in my life to see him though.  Once we were inside, he shut and locked the door to his office to speak with me privately.
                  “It’s all right now.  Just tell me what happened.” Michael said, kneeling in front of where I was sitting.
                  I wiped my eyes again, trying to bring myself back.  I had no idea how to even begin explaining what had happened.  But I was determined to try.  “I don’t know what was happening.  He just cornered me outside, and his eyes… they turned a different color.” I whispered.
                  “A different color?” Michael said.  He looked surprised, but I had the feeling it wasn’t over the eye thing in particular. 
                  I managed to nod.  “They turned gold.  And he said that he was going to kill me.” I whispered.
                  “We really shouldn’t have sat on this one Michael.  I think you see that now.” Raphael said from where he was standing nearby.
                  Michael sighed, standing up.  “I’m calling Sara.  We’re going to get to the bottom of this.” He said quietly.  Honestly, I don’t think I’d ever seen him look so mad before.  The Michael I knew was always laid back before.  But I guessed that when it came to me, he probably could lose his temper.
                  I sat still as I watched him go over to the phone on his desk and dial a number.  He put