Kian's POV
“Huh?” Sandra muttered with furrowed brows, as she gently massaged her temples.
“Where's Tracy, Cassandra?” Ezekiel demanded impatiently.
“I don't know–”
“What do you mean you don't know?!” He flared.
“Calm down, Zeke,” I gave him a warning glare. Even though we both wanted to know Tracy's whereabouts, asking in this manner wouldn't help.
Zeke glared back at me in return, and I just ignored him and took Sandra to a nearby chair.
“Sandra, can you tell us what happened?” I asked in a much calmer tone as she seemed to have gotten her bearings.
“Barely ten minutes after you guys left, Tracy and I heard a strange noise outside,” she began. “We decided I go check but just as I got a few feet away from the door, it was blown off its hinges and slammed into me.”
“And?” Zeke sa
