OLIVIA.
Before Brian got to Nate, we heard a sudden scream. Chloe was standing there, staring at us and all the half burnt, dead bodies on the ground, and shaking like a leaf.
Nate sighed again and before I knew it, he had disappeared from his spot and appeared behind Chloe. He smacked her head hard, and she fainted.
Nate threw a glance at us. “Before you attack me, we better begin to clean up these bodies.”
Shit! That was right. The neighbors might’ve heard the commotion. If one of them comes down here, or even calls the cops… it’d be trouble.
I stared at Brian, almost fully healed. He looks like he couldn’t stand sharing the same air with Nate. And I knew why. He mentioned Nate had been one of the people he’d been made to trust when he lost his memories.
He was one of the people
