Savannah
I stepped through the front door, closing it with care. My eyes darted to the driveway, confirming the empty spot. Xavier wasn't wasn't back.
Upstairs, my coat landed in a heap as I tossed it carelessly over the bed.
My skin itched with anxiety, like something was crawling underneath it. I couldn't stay still. I tried to shake off the feeling, but it clung tighter as though my body were rejecting calm.
My mind replayed the face I saw at the hospital. It flashed like warning signs in my brain. He was working for Gregory. I had seen him before at the estate. Each memory came sharper now.
He had no business being in that hospital near my boys. My instincts screwasd. This wasn't a coincidence.
Panic throbbed under my skin. Gregory knew. We were no longer safe.
I swallowed ha
