Becca.

A whirlwind of emotions ran through me as chaos consumed James’s home. The wood shattering echoed around me in slow motion as glass broke and screaming consumed the home.

Men in black clothing came through every entryway, and it was obvious that they weren’t friendly by the way they pointed their guns at us.

I wasn’t sure what was going on, but as I gained focus, I realized I was in trouble.

Tally was screaming, yelling, ...