Forty-Three

ZORA'S POV

In a thrice, Elliot was in his car and the next moment, he had driven off. I went back to the twins, led them into the house with my hands on the small of their backs.

The moment they got in, they both climbed tiredly onto the sofa. I felt my heart wrench at that, seeing their stooped little shoulders and their weary look. Usually, Finn and Freya would not sit still unless asked to.

This brought back my concerns about their physical well being. They had said they were okay, but I wanted to be doubly sure so I would know if one or all of them needed medical attention.

"Tell me kids," I said, looking at them closely. "Do you hurt anywhere? Think carefully before you answer. I want to be sure you are okay so I will know what to do. Did the driver touch any of you anywhere he wasn't supposed to?"

As one, they shook their heads. Freya had a thoughtful expression on.

Then she said, "No, he didn't but I remember that he slapped Finn... hard."

I sucked in a breath. "He d