The door slammed open and fell right off the hinges. Dexter came stomping out of the room soon after, his face was red in anger and his eyes glared straight at whatever was in his line of vision…that happened to be me and Natasha.
The ill-mannered worker had scurried off the second he kicked down the door and at the moment she was already nowhere to be seen.
Conner came out behind him, and they both made their way towards us. Conner was calm as ever, meanwhile Dexter was clearly struggling to keep his anger in check. Veins had risen on his arm and his hands were balled into trembling fist. I wouldn’t be surprised if he suddenly spun around and slammed Conner’s head off his shoulders.
“Olivia.”
My name on Dexter’s tongue gave me chills. I hesitantly met his gaze. Without question, hi
