The sound of gunfire had long since ceased, yet Alexander had not returned. Nana anxiously paced back and forth.
“He’s really unreliable! Why isn’t he back yet?”
Nana snapped at Gabe in frustration.
Gabe shrank back under Nana’s fierce glare, nervously replying: “I already contacted the Pittman family, but it’ll take at least an hour for them to send reinforcements here.”
Laurie was trembling in the corner, terrified by the gunshots and the corpses outside. She huddled against the wall, not daring to look outside.
“What’s happening out there? Could it be… could it be that Alexander was…”
Laurie stammered, her voice shaking.
“Shut up! Quit spouting nonsense, you jinx!”
Nana clenched her fists and scolded her: “Alexander is protected by fate—he’ll be fine!”
“Right, right! Master is
