3
Adam paced the living room like a caged animal. He hated waiting for updates. He checked his phone, growling when the clock on the front hadn’t changed.
“Sit down,” Lorelei admonished.
“I can’t. They should have called by now.”
“You’re making her more nervous,” Lorelei hissed.
Adam glanced back to where Raina was sitting at the kitchen table, watching him with wide eyes full of fear and ringed with tears waiting to fall.
“Dammit,” Adam breathed. He forced his a*s to the armchair and flipped the phone over to stare at the useless f*****g thing. Why hadn’t anyone called yet?
The safe house had been quiet for days. Their grocery delivery was simple the previous weekend, but aside from that, they’d had no contact with the world outside the four bulletproof walls that kept them separat
