chapter 89

Austin’s apartment was eerily quiet, a stark contrast to the turmoil in his mind. The dim light from a single lamp cast long shadows on the walls as he read Xender’s urgent message again. It had been a long day, and exhaustion weighed heavily on him, but the message was clear: “I need you all back at the mansion, fast!” The words carried an urgency that left no room for delay.

With a heavy sigh, Austin grabbed his car keys, his thoughts consumed by the crisis. The night was dark and cool as he stepped outside, the familiar hum of the city night providing little comfort. He started his car and pulled out of the parking lot, the streets stretching out before him in a seemingly endless expanse.

As he drove, his mind was a whirlwind of anxiety. The mansion had always been a sanctuary, a place where he felt safe. But now, with Xender’s message, it was clear that danger was looming. Austin tried to push the thoughts of Emily and the family’s recent struggles out of his mind, focusing instea