Courtney never liked Devon. She told me over and over again that he made her uncomfortable, but he was dating her best friend, so she tried to forgive him. And I tried to be open-minded since Courtney wanted us all to get along.
Now, I wish I’d listened to her.
“You don’t want to wake them up,” Devon says, a devilish smile on his face. “They’re sleeping so peacefully.”
“What did you do to them?” I growl, nostrils flared.
He rolls his eyes. “A little sleep aid. They’ll be fine. Don’t worry.”
I point my gun at his head, and he holds Olivia closer to him. “How confident are you in your aim?”
I slide my finger away from the trigger. Not confident enough for that.
“That’s what I thought,” he says.
“Why are you doing this?” I ask. “Has this been your plan all along?”
Devon looks down at
