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Lewis stood at the foot of the table, glaring at her. Instinctively, Jake rose from his seat, only to be tugged back down by Claire.
"What doyou want?" she snapped, wondering how he'd managed to find her.
"I was wondering if we might talk." The venom was gone from his voice, but had been replaced by a sickening sweetness, which was far more terrifying.
With a sigh, she stood up, excusing herself t her friends. None of them looked hapy about her leaving.
As she passed his chair, Jake grabbed hold of her wrist, worry evident on his face. She smiled shakily at him, placing her hand on his, gently plying away his fingers. "I'll be fine," she whispered. "We'll just be over there, where you can see us. It's not like he can try anything in here. Nothing's going to happen."