Chapter 93 The Delano Touch

• The people standing in the living room beside the master bedroom, heard the unmistakable sound of something falling down.
• Something that went down with a heavy thud, followed by a series of small shrieks and the scrabbling of people.
• Serena turned to the unhappy looking guards and snapped, her hand going to her little Glock, the steel grey one she always carried with her. She had a license for it, having been involved with work for the FBI on many occasions.