Zane

　　The gravel crunched beneath the tires as I pulled into Calista's driveway, my car coming to a halt just as two others did the same. I clenched my jaw, glancing over at the men who stepped out of their vehicles, their eyes locking with mine as we converged on the front porch.

　　The door to her house remained closed, and I could see that they were just as shocked as I am as we find ourselves in this place. I mean, we rented the same place... But we barely stay ...