Chapter Thirty
Faelen’s POV
I wiped the dust off the desk in the study I was assigned to clean out, my mind wandering as I worked. The room was quiet, almost weirdly so, and I couldn’t help but feel a bit… on edge.
I had hoped to find a phone here, something I could use to reach out, but there was nothing. No phone, no way to contact anyone still… too bad.
Disappointment settled in my chest, but I forced myself to carry on with the task I was on to. “I’ll get my chance.” I murmured to myself.
As I moved around the room, polishing the surfaces and straightening the books, my thoughts kept going back to my plan to steal a phone.
Ever since Hunter had caught me sneaking around the estate, I’d been too scared to try again. The memory of his cold, angry eyes sent a shiver down my spine.
