Damian's POV.
The flight to Chicago was not going to be a very long one, and besides, I was the one person who was most needed, and I would be there to protect Sophia if something came up. I wouldn't be spending so many days in Chicago, and when my shipment is cleared, I'll be sure by then if Sophia is safe or not. We were supposed to leave the next day, but all through that night I stood pacing my room thinking about what could possibly happen if I let Sophia go back to the chicken.
That night I had a dream, a very scary one, about the moment I saw Elena's body when she was murdered. She was shot from behind, and her killer never even gave a heads-up. She was out grocery shopping, and we were supposed to have family dinner, but she was killed out there in public. The thought of someone
