Larry swallowed hard, and moved by tension, he was forced to take a step backward, wary of Ethan who was boiling in intense rage. “I am as surprised as you are, Ethan. I can’t believe that Reese would do such a thing.” He muttered, but it was obvious that he was only saying that because he was trying to exonerate himself from whatever fate was waiting for Reese. “I think you should knock, Ethan.” He cleared his throat, attempting to get rid of the clog that gripped him. Ethan took a deep breath, and withdrawing his boiling rage from him, he turned to the door, knocking twice. He didn’t look surprised when there was no response, and after the third knock, he moved his hand to the handle of the door. “Maybe you should knock again. They could be sleeping…” Larry suggested, but when Ethan turned to him with flaming eyes, he was forced to look away, facing the floor. “It’s past midnight…” He muttered shakily, still wary of even looking Ethan in the face. Just then, Ethan gr

CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-FOUR “Really?” Ethan asked, and Larry nodded confidently. “Michael taught us one of the tricks he learned in the military. He said it was going to be handy someday. I never thought I was going to need it someday.” Larry took a deep breath, and then he looked around, ending his stare with Ethan.“I need something sharp and long,” Larry said, and then he moved his eyes around again. “Something like this?” Ethan drew his immediate attention, showing him the tiny rod he had picked from the ground. Larry looked at the object closely, and then he nodded.“I think that’s going to work.” He grabbed the tiny rod, and again, he looked around cautiously, moving his eyes from one corner to the other. He tried to stop his hands from shaking but his nervousness had become so intense that he thought that he was going to lose his breath. “I need you to check to be sure that no one is coming, Ethan.” He begged with his eyes, his voice low and slippery. Ethan nodded, a

Ethan couldn’t stop thinking about Larry as he drove slowly through the darkness. He turned several times to look at him, and when he could no longer keep the thoughts to himself, he was forced to let it out.“You know you could have stayed at home with your family and allowed me to handle this, right?” Larry scoffed, turning to his left.His eyes came in contact with Ethan’s, and he shook his head with a wry smile. “There was no way I was going to let you have all the fun, Ethan. I swore that I was going to punch Reese in his face for what he has done when I see him. I’m definitely keeping to that promise.” He balled his fists, and if Reese was anywhere close to him, he could have pounced on him without delay.Ethan took a deep breath, and then he let it out slowly. He was silent for a while, wheeling through the darkness with his eyes in front. Larry observed him for a while, and then he took a deep breath, looking him in the face.“Say it, Ethan. I am listening…” He adjusted,

working, and the number to call is 1144.” CHAPTER HUNDRED AND TWENTY-EIGHT “Your Dad? Really?” Larry whispered while they were still on their way to the rooms given to them, holding onto the keys Maggie had handed over to them.Ethan chuckled softly, and then he looked back briefly, his eyes scouring widely.“Well, telling her that you were my uncle would have given room for questioning.” He said in his defense, taking a deep breath.“Technically, you are my father, aren’t you?” Larry grunted, and then he sighed heavily.He couldn’t get rid of the cringe that gripped him, and as soon as they were standing in front of the two rooms, he inserted his key and left it there inside the hole. “What’s the plan?” He asked, staring at Ethan with full attention, his eyes sparking with curiosity. Ethan took a deep breath, and then he took a glance at the right angle above him. “There are cameras everywhere, Uncle. I think we should just get into these rooms. I will join you in a couple of

Ethan and Larry hide by the corner, silently waiting for Hilda to open the door.She was very nervous, and reminded of what Ethan said, she struggled to get a grip on herself, wary of his threat.After one quick look at her children, she unlocked the door, pulling the handle slowly.Then she forced a smile, letting her husband in. Reese was vexed after standing impatiently for a while.“What took you so long?!” He asked, shutting the door at once.He looked at his wife’s face, but when it seemed like he was trying to read her mind, Hilda looked away, and then she cleared her throat. “I am sorry, I fell asleep.” She was able to find her words, but they were low and slippery. “It doesn’t look like you were sleeping, Hilda,” Reese remarked, and then his eyes went to his children. “Are you okay?” He asked, sensing the strange body language of his wife.“I am fine.” Hilda lied, still avoiding his gaze. “I am just tired.” She added, moving hurriedly to the bed.It was a struggle for he