Chapter 49

Derek will be the least of my worries. I swallow back the last part of my fear and take cautious steps towards the living room. Another gust of wind makes the windowpanes rattle, making me rethink my crazy idea of leaving in the middle of a storm, but I’m not going back to my room to sit on my hands. Not when I have a chance to at least alert the police.
I pull my shoulders back and try to look casual as I enter the living room. Derek’s eyes are on me instantly, then he reaches for the cell and turns the volume lower. I narrow my eyes, thinking of the way he was quick to turn the news off this morning.
I can feel his eyes burning into me, and for a horrible moment, I’m certain he knows I overheard the radio. My heart jumps about as I reach for the wine glass to steady my nerves. I risk a look at him and find him eyeing me cautiously like I’m a mad woman about to attack him.