Vita’s eyes flash opened as she sucked in a breath, and her hand went to her throat.
Deak crouched before her as he watched her try to calm down. “Vita, what happened?” he asked softly.
It took Vita a minute to answer as she tried to gather her thoughts on what happened. “I was in your house and standing in front of a door to which I assumed was the library. My hand was on the handle, ready to open the door, and then I was spun around, and something had me by the throat and told me I wasn’t supposed to be there,” she told them.
Deak let out a growl and stood up. He pulled out his phone and clicked on the app to check the security cameras around the house; he was rarely home and didn’t want squatters trying to invade his space.
Zachary walked up behind him to watch the footage. “Wait,
