A shrill scream shattered the morning silence and Miller's eyes flew open.
His hand went instinctively to the other side of the bed but it was empty.
"Sabby?" He called out as he swept a glance around the room. The bathroom door stood open. The balcony curtains swayed gently in the morning breeze.
But no answer.
Where is she?
For a split second, he was disoriented. Then another furious yell echoed from outside the estate then he slowly sat upright.
"Miller! Come out, you coward!"
Another roar shook the mansion.
Miller frowned.
He was still half-dressed from the night before, so he grabbed his shorts and threw a robe over his shoulders, not bothering to tie it properly before he was already moving toward the door.
By the time he stepped into the hallway, Fred was already waiting.
