Chapter Sixteen 3. Hunter

 "Celeste North! You get your hair butt back here!"

Hunter had guessed she would run. It was the main reason for not telling her he'd found her Nona.  He'd employed Memphis often over the years, and when he became aware of the Elder's scheming he'd asked him to find her and keep tabs on her whereabouts, just in case. Celeste would never come to Nona for help, even when she needed it the most.

Nona did not look like her 74 years, she stood on the porch of her home, hands on her hips as she watched her granddaughter race away. She shook her before turning to Hunter. He smiled cheekily and she rolled her eyes.

"It's taken you long enough, Boy. I expected you to bring her here a lot sooner."

"Sorry for the wait, Nona," he laughed, striding up the stairs to pull her into a hug. She came willingly with a laugh of her own, thumping him on the back. "She hasn't wanted to disturb you."

A very unladylike snort followed his words but she looked over