Abigail's POV
I feel so f*****g guilty, sitting in Lou's ruined porche, waiting patiently for Adrian, wondering what he plans to do to me.
I can't believe I let my curiosity get me into trouble, again. Now Adrian is more furious with me than he was before.
I couldn't hear any more gunshots, I could only hear movement around the perimeter but I didn't dare go out again to confirm again. I wouldn't dare.
They should be rounding up now, tying every loose ends, clearing every evidence that could lead back to Adrian or his boys. It may take quite awhile for Adrian to come over here for me, so I have a few more minutes to sit in silence and ponder on my every action and every decision I've made today. Or so I thought.
I was startled by his furious voice as he yelled at me,
"Get your ass
