LUCAS

I paced up and down my living room with a dark expression. This was already messing with my head more than I'd imagined.

Aside from the fact that my real identity risked being exposed to a lot more people if I kept in going like this, the search for Zora also seemed to be leading me nowhere important.

I groaned in frustration, pulling at my hair when the doorbell rang.

I instantly straightened up, looking down at my shredded shirt and blood stained hands. The noise of keys ...