Page 26 of Lost Truth
“He gone. Help.”
Wait, what? Was she asking for help because of what Kai had done to them or was she saying Kai had gone to get help? “Did Kai go for help?”
She blinked again, saying nothing more.
Cady had to pursue another line of questioning and hope they understood her. “Where are you from?”
“From Beijing.”
“China?” Cady clarified.
She nodded, her eyes widening. “Yes. Yes. Home Beijing.”
“Do you want to be here?”
She blinked again, clearly not understanding. Seems as if all Cady could do at this point was to offer comfort and wait for an interpreter to fully understand their predicament.
Cady reached out to pat the terrified woman’s leg, but she jerked back.
“It’s okay.” Cady withdrew her hand, holding it up as she slowly stood. “I’m here to help you, not hurt you, but I’ll step away so you’re more comfortable.”
She backed up, easing her way to Hayden, and leaned close to him. “Man, this is awful. I can’t imagine many things more heartbreaking. How can someone do this to another person?”
He clutched his fingers into a fist. “It’s beyond imaginable.”
She took a long look into his eyes. “I know we’re not supposed to question God, but how can He let something like this happen?”
“Yeah.” Hayden released his fist and scrubbed his hand over his face. “I struggle with that too. The only thing I can do when faced with something like this is try to remember that even in moments of hardship, God is arranging events for a greater good. For something we can’t see or know.”
A somber stillness took hold of her body, and she felt frozen in place, but she managed to rip her focus free from the women to look at Hayden. “It’s hard to see how this could turn out positive. We’ll just have to watch it play out.” Could Kai be involved in such a terrible thing? She just couldn’t see it. “One thing I know for sure, my dad was tops in his ability to judge someone’s character. If Kai was capable of such an atrocity, Dad wouldn’t have spent so much time with him.”
“Let’s hope you’re right.” Hayden’s gaze locked on hers, unflinching. “But it’s not looking very good in his favor right now.”
No, it wasn’t.
The women huddled tight against the wall like a trio of trembling kittens abandoned by their mother to fend for themselves.
A lump rose in Cady’s throat as their suffering and the consequences of what they would face in the future sank into her heart.
Oh, please. Just please. Hear my prayers for these women. Help them. Help them now.
Cady wanted to believe her frantic prayer—to believe God could really work this out for good. She was guessing these women weren’t thinking that could ever happen, but she believed in God’s almighty power and prayed He would indeed find good in this terrible, terrible tragedy unfolding in front of them.
