Chapter 47

STRIKER

I was still in a towel when I heard London yelling my name, and she sounded terrified.

I dashed outside the door and found her curling on the couch. “Vanderford!” Climbing downstairs two steps at a time, Reed also rushed to her.

“What happened?” I knelt before her and pulled her hands away from her face. She was cold and shaking. Her face was wet with her tears. “Hey. Tell me what happened.”

She shook her head violently. Her eyes were still closed, but I could see how terrified she was by something she might have seen. She then threw herself to me, snaking her arms around my neck.

“It’s okay. It’s gonna be okay.” I lifted her to my lap as I sat on the couch.

“I’m—I’m scared. I thought I was okay.” Her voice was still shaky. At least, finally, she said something.

“I’m here. You don’t have to be scared. Can you tell me what happened?”

She shook her head again.

Reed put the phone on the coffee table, still puzzled. “I’ll get