Chapter Twelve
Reed
TWO WEEKS LATER
When I told Kennedy I was going to push her, I meant it. For two weeks, we’d trained nonstop. I was amazed at how far she’d come. She was strong and fast, but her level of determination bordered on obsession. That was the one thing that concerned me. Even Buttercup could sense something was wrong. She followed Kennedy around nonstop.
My phone beeped with the familiar alarm that someone was on my property. I clicked on the alert icon and it sent me straight to my hidden camera footage. Ian got out of his truck and headed for the front door. I texted him so he’d know I was out back. Instead of going through the door, he backed up and disappeared around the side of the house.
After finishing off my beer, I spread out on my lounge chair and grabbed anot
