Ethan's POV

My legs kept moving back and forth, and I paced around my study, waiting for Rachel to get back.

It was getting late, and yet she was to be back.

Even in normal circumstances, I would have still been worried, but now was even. A psychotic killer named Olivia was out there, and there was no guarantee that she wouldn't hurt Rachel if she could.

" Where are you?" I groaned, clutching the phone in my hands even tighter.

I had been calling and calling ...