Stephen’s pov
I stayed as still as I could. Their footsteps got closer, and I knew that if they found me hiding in their niche, they wouldn’t think twice before killing me. But then, Micah too was after my life. If I wanted to get out alive, I had to think fast. My eyes darted towards the box.
If I could use it as a distraction…
“But who would come here? Literally, everyone is at the party.”
“Who else? Our rivals are trying to take advantage of their absence, of course.”
“Scumbags!”
I had little time to lose. Without thinking much, I grabbed the box, threw it toward the bush Micah hid behind, and crouched as low as I could. I heard it fall onto the ground with a dull thud, soon followed by the sound of someone kicking the box. I pressed my body against the tree trunk, hoping that t
