Chapter Forty-one - Deacon

Deacon watched Purity, worried the other woman’s sympathy would put Purity off. Instead, however, Purity smiled at Madison. “Thank you,” Purity said. “I’m fine for now.” She glanced over at Deacon, her smile brightening. “Deacon has made sure of that.”

“Always the hero,” Logan said, chuckling as he lifted his cup to his lips.

This time, anyway. Deacon shuffled in his seat, giving the others a weak smile. “Right place at the right time, that’s all.”

Logan glanced over at him. “Have you reached out to your father yet? I’m sure he knows you’re in town by now.”

Madison continued to talk to Purity, ignoring the men. “Do you have any plans now that you’ve had to leave Summermire? Are you returning? Pressing charges? You really should, you know? People like him need to be held accountable.”

Purity shook her head. “I haven’t a clue, really. I can’t go back.”