Chapter 71: My girl

King and Joan both had incredulous expressions on their faces. The note fell away to reveal a picture.

A man smiling widely, a woman by his side, also smiling and a young girl in the arms of the man.

Joan took a shaky breath. The woman was her mother; the baby, she could recognize her two year old self; the man was the only stranger.

That was her father.

*

Two hours later, the shock had not dissipated. Not even after Alistair eventually allowed her to see her home and she had cried endlessly. Things were just happening and except for King's recovery, they weren't good.

"We have to get you away, Joan" King said apprehensively, "what if he comes for you? What if he harms you? He killed your mother, he may try to kidnap you. You're not safe, we have to get you away."

"To where?" Joan was apprehensive herself bit she tried to stay calm, "I have a feeling he's tracking us. I have not the first idea how to hide from normal people let alone criminals."

King paced about the hospital room, run