Chapter 274. Final Destination

I had just stepped out of the bathroom when I heard a strange sound, followed by the jerky tremor of rattling windows. 

I moved around my bedroom, pulling the windows shut and wishing Olivia would spend the night here instead.

But I understood it. We had many more nights, hopefully.

I was pulling my slack bottom on when I heard the clear sound of someone running down the stairs, and then the voices of the guards. I bolted out, already running downstairs, barely shrugging a shirt on and slipping into slides. 

Olivia’s voice became clearer the more stairs I descended, and by the time I arrived at the garage, her screams were sharp, and Movian was in her arms, pale.

She was the one who screamed earlier, which I mistook for the wind.

“Olivia.” 

My heartbeats were loud in my ears, and the world took on a monochrome hue as I ran for her.

Chris yanked the back door of the SUV as she bounced impatiently on her feet, still shrieking for