Chapter 18
Layne observed the bedroom as he passed by it once more. He lost count of how many passes he’d made in the last ten minutes. If he debated with himself much longer, he’d either wear a hole in the carpet or miss his opportunity to be alone with Heaven one last time.
Dylan would arrive soon.
Another pass brought him back to the bedroom, but this time, he stopped. The wood cooled his face when he pressed his ear against the door. The quiet room increased his anxiety. If it weren’t for the steady hum of Heaven’s energy, he’d burst through the door and make sure she was okay. It wouldn’t be the first time someone kidn*pped her under his watch.
Idiot.
He struck the door with his knuckles. It vibrated his face, but he kept his ear to it, straining to hear her voice or movements. W
