Summer POV

I jolted awake just as the hooded man was about to grab me. Sweat stuck to Ezra’s shirt, and hair stuck to my face. Early morning sun seeped into the bedroom. The rain had gone when I peeked out the window. The entire backyard was drenched in water, and dirty puddles were scattered all over the yard. After washing the sweat off my face, I walked downstairs.

“Early bird, I see,” Ezra groaned as he emerged from the couch in the living room.

“You slept on the couch? I thought ...