HANNAH
FIVE DAYS LATER
The first thing I noticed the moment I stepped out of the vehicle was the absence of people. For some reason, the guards that had been stationed around my house for as long as I could remember, were not there. Frowning, I wondered why. Had the Wallace called them off? I honestly doubted that. My mates took my security very seriously.
"Did you want to go somewhere else?" my driver asked from behind me.
I turned, found I was still grasping the car door handle.
"No. No. I'm good," I said.
I stepped away from the car and the driver drove off. I reshouldered my backpack, half of mind on the amount of homework I had to do. As I stepped over the threshold, I froze. I opened my mouth to scream.
The man standing opposite me with a wicked looking dagger at my mother's t
