Jake***
The night’s tension thickened, the air inside the house oppressive despite the chill outside. Belle clung to me like a lifeline, her trembling body a stark reminder of the fear Victor’s presence had stirred. I held her close, trying to keep my own anxiety at bay.
"Stay here," I whispered, easing her grip. "I’ll be right back."
Her fingers tightened for a moment before she reluctantly let go. "Be careful," she murmured, her wide eyes shimmering with unease.
I nodded and moved to the window, my eyes scanning the darkness outside. The shadow I’d seen moments before had vanished, leaving no trace. But my gut told me the threat hadn’t gone far.
Reaching for the handgun I kept tucked under the couch, I checked the safety before slipping out the back door. The cool night air bit at m
