Suddenly her head swiveled around like something out of the Exorcist, and she once again pinned Drew with her fathomless gaze. “Storm’s blowin’ in, Dr. Deveraux.

Love. She was aware that, to some people, this would be a warm-fuzzy type of feeling. For her, it was pure, unadulterated terror.

But where would she go, Raven wondered. Where was home now that Drew was her heart?