Everything was suddenly moving so fast. Before Chiara knew it, Clarissa was already opening the gate for her while Dorian was already packing the essentials and bringing them up to the roof. Mary, much to Chiara’s relief, arrived at the house no less than 10 minutes after her—clothes splattered with blood that definitely wasn’t hers.
“Everyone, up the roof now,” Dorian called out as soon as he heard Mary come in. He quickly began to tinker with the security system again, and the others could only assume that he was locking the entire place up as the sunlight suddenly poured in through the previously tinted windows, and the sound of locks clicking could be heard.
Clarissa, Chiara and Mary followed him up the roof—a place none of them even bothered to check before, which was why it came t
