Chapter 24: Just a Deal
"Don't move," Alex whispered, his voice low and sharp, a dagger of warning.
I froze, every muscle in my body tightening like a coiled spring. Reid clung to my leg, his tiny fingers digging into my jeans. Precious was crouched behind the couch, her breathing uneven. The cabin was cloaked in a suffocating silence, save for the faint rustle of leaves outside.
"They're circling," Alex murmured, peering through the crack in the boarded-up window. His gun was steady in his hands, his knuckles white from the grip.
"How many?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper.
"Four," he said grimly. "Maybe five. They're waiting for something."
"What could they be waiting for?" I shot back, my frustration bubbling to the surface. "They’ve already driven us into a co
