Chapter 20
An intricate pattern of swirls on the ceiling captured Dylan’s attention from the moment he lay across his bed. The clock on the nightstand ticked away as seconds turned into minutes. He’d lost count of how long he’d been hiding out, avoiding Simone, her father, and Layne. Half the house should be awake at this point. Still, he’d heard nothing about Nicholas or Anna.
He pulled himself into a sitting position. When he saw the time, his patience vanished. How could Anna and Nicholas still be asleep at ten-thirty? At this rate, it could be noon or later before the captain spoke with Anna.
Time was wasting, and Dylan’s anger grew. He didn't want to remain in this room, but he didn't want to deal with anyone else. Everyone on the property gawked at him as if he were walking the da
