Simon has a look of deep concern and concentration on his face. “All the residents are being advised to find temporary places to stay for the night, anyway.”
“Well, fuck.” Blake stares up at the building with a curious expression. “I think I’ll look for somewhere else to stay permanently because if someone targeted us, then that means someone knows where we live and I don’t want a stalker. Especially someone that starts with a bomb threat. You can’t level up from that. What’s next, severed fingers being delivered to our door?”
Jasper bursts into mortified laughter at the suggestion. “The f**k kind of fans do you think we have?”
“I’m not talking about fans. Fans don’t plant bombs.”
“Maybe they just wanted to see us all standing on the street in our underwear?” Jasper shrugs and all five
