Not even half an hour after I had called Ace, I heard a ruckus downstairs, and I could only guess the cavalry had arrived.
Ace, Anastasia and Kelly were the first ones to arrive to the room, and then came in, at an unhurried pace but with a face made of stone, Andreas. And right behind him a couple whom I didn’t recognize.
I only looked at them as they came and kept on silently crying while holding Kyle’s unnervingly limp hand, my mother sitting beside me trying and failing to comfort me.
“We shouldn’t have left you in the Carmichaels’ care,” Ace said in a growl, and his mate put a soothing hand on his shoulder.
Kelly’s eyes, on the other hand, shone with the tears that had gathered there.
The man who had come after Andreas approached Kyle’s body in haste and then dropped to th
