Chapter Forty-Five
Whoever had broken in had done so with a need to destroy. My stomach knotted as I took in the destruction, her bed was sliced up, more stuffing covered the floor. This time from her mattress, the sheets and blankets were destroyed in a fit of rage. The nightstand was kicked off to the side, it’s drawers smashed up along with the lamp.
“This wasn’t a break in. Nothing was stolen, just destroyed.” Demon growled.
“She didn’t want me to call the cops. She went pale as a ghost when I suggested it.”
“Maybe she doesn’t want to be found?”
“Maybe? I should bring her in here and see if she wants anything.” I picked up a shirt, seeing the cuts through it, I let it drop to the floor. “Doesn’t look like much can be saved.”
***Sandra POV***
I felt strangely numb and broken, se
