Hawk stepped onto Sienna’s porch, looked her straight in the eye, held out the envelope, and said, “This is from all of us. It’s our way of saying thank you.”
Sienna hesitated, her heart pounding in her chest. She glanced down at the envelope in Hawk’s hand, unsure of what to do. It felt thick and heavy, much more than she’d expected. Though she hadn’t known what to expect, it certainly wasn’t this. She blinked, her brow furrowed with confusion and gratitude.
“Go on, take it,” Hawk urged gently, his voice steady and sincere. “You didn’t have to help me, but you did. You saved my life. And we take care of our own.”
