THIRD PERSON POV
THE smell in the air became somewhat filthy. A bit stiff and uncomfortable. He rings a warning that is raising every fiber of Callix's hair from all over his body. He looks outside with his instinct telling him to prepare for the unexpected. Standing up and walking towards the clear glass window overlooking the front yard of the house police cars and a military vehicle three arrive with its men that is more than prepared for a war.
“Tsk!” he clicks his tongue knowing that it is trouble, yet he can just jump into things without assessing what’s happening especially since Natalia is just upstairs and into her room.
Soldiers and officers’ arms and expressing the discontent in their faces that’s kicking all the red warnings inside Callix's mind are now in front of the doo
