Chapter 115. Seeing Red

Jason’s POV

Pacing back and forth outside the office door, I sighed with irritation. Now and then, my eyes would meet my fathers; he watched me uneasily; snarling at him, I would turn and walk in the opposite direction.

“Archer, can you sense her?” I asked; Archer answered in the form of a disappointed growl.

“Son! I need you to calm down.”

“Yeah, I need you to fuck off!” I roared, spinning my eyes tore into his enraged. “She is NOT a threat!” I hissed, pointing to the office door furiously. Shaking my head, livid at how they were preserving her.

“We don’t know that. Fuck we don’t know anything about her!”

“We have only known her a few damn days! It’s hardly enough time to get a life story- is it?” I growled. My father winced, and I knew I was raising my voice; not wanting to alert Abigail to the situation, I lowered my voice and took a deep breath.

“She healed Tommy; why would she have done that if she was evil!” I asked, thinking ba