Chapter 108

Nora POV

The pounding on the motel door stops for half a second, then starts again, heavier this time. David’s hand tightens around the phone. Maya’s voice spills out urgently from the speaker. “David, you need to get out now. They’re already–”

He ends the call with his thumb and tosses the phone onto the bed. I’m already moving, snatching my dress from the floor and yanking it over my head while I step into my shoes. No time for underwear. No time for anything except getting out.

David grabs his pants, pulls them on in one motion, then reaches for the gun he left on the nightstand. “Stay behind me.”

I don’t argue. The adrenaline from earlier hasn’t faded; it’s just shifted into something colder and more focused.

Another knock, then the voice follows again, calm now, almost polite. “