“That's Isaac Crus's house.”

“I'm afraid of what we'll face, Josh.”

“Don't be.”

Joshua suddenly slipped his fingers into my palm and held it gently. I let the warmth from his grip spread throughout my body. It sent a calming sense of security.

“He knows we're coming.”

The giant gate swung open without us needing to say a word to the guards standing stiffly around the massive black gate.

Joshua drove the car onto the driveway as instructed by the man in the suit. Two guards were ...