Lucas stood outside the door for what felt like an eternity. He had already taken a severe beating from Caleb, and his injuries had only received basic, makeshift first aid.
After standing out in the freezing rain for hours on end, vertigo finally washed over him, and his knees buckled as he fainted right onto the pavement.
Early the next morning, Beatriz opened the front door only to find Lucas collapsed in a heap at her doorstep.
Caleb clicked his tongue in disgust. "Talk about bad luck. If this bastard kicks the bucket on our property, his family is going to haunt us forever."
Beatriz looked down at his limp body, completely unbothered, and pulled out her phone to call the police. The second she hung up, she stepped right over Lucas to leave, but a burning, feverish hand suddenly r
