had made the right decision—wrestling with the weapon could have set it off and killed her or Cade.
Liam tried to come inside, too.
“Go with Jason,” Zach said. “There’s not enough room here.”
Heidi sent Isaiah a soft smile, the strain of a restless night in her face. She crawled over next to him, took off her gloves and shrugged out of her coat. “It’s warm in here. How are you holding up?”
“Good.”
She slid her hand over his and squeezed.
Isaiah tried to ignore what her touch did to his heart. He pulled his hand away.
God, I have to get her out of here.
Maybe if he could save her—and Cade, too—then Isaiah could redeem himself. Although he knew that wasn’t true. Only Christ was the true Redeemer. But maybe if he could right this wrong, it would be something. Although he hadn’t been arrested or convicted, hadn’t killed anyone, he knew in some roundabout way, he’d played a role in that murder.
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