Chapter 6: Wyatt“Elijah, hi, put that down,” Zeke says in a calm tone as he walks towards Elijah.
“Did you call here?” Elijah asks, still holding the knife up, backing further into the room.
“No. Why?” Zeke frowns, stepping closer to Elijah, his hands up in a passive stance.
The undeniable feeling of trust he has for Zeke turns him from tense with panic to letting his guard down as Zeke approaches. He lowers the knife and looks away from Zeke, shaking his head, exhaling heavily as though he’d been waiting for it to be safe enough to breathe again. “Someone called here. A moment ago.”
Zeke reaches out and takes the knife from him without hesitation from Elijah. “I’m guessing you answered. Tell me exactly what happened.”
“He said you’re f*****g dead.” Elijah’s voice falters as tears fil
