Chapter 37

• “Why the hell did you call? I was in the middle of something,” Demion asked, looking deadly at Tyler, who was dramatically shivering in fear.
• Tyler's hands trembled as he clutched his phone, his voice barely a whisper as he stammered out an explanation. "I'm sorry, Demion," he said, his eyes wide with fear. "I didn't know who else to call. It's... it's him. He's here."
• Demion's expression darkened at the mention of "him," his jaw tensing as he glanced around the room, assessing the potential threat. "Who's here?" he demanded, his tone sharp with urgency.