Minute by minute, the noises outside grew louder, and Smokey was still hiding under the kitchen table, his tiny body shaking in fear.

What the hell were they doing out there?

Tessa almost worked up the nerve to peek, but the sound of heavy footsteps froze her in place. Then Nathan appeared in the doorway.

“Where are you going?” His voice was flat, his brows drawn together. One look from him was enough to make her take a few steps back.

“You called me, didn’t you? I heard my ...