You are her target

“Did you get enough rest?” Steffan asked as soon as he came in through the door.

Racheal was waiting for him in the living room upstairs. She preferred it to the one downstairs.

This one with its glass walls, felt more cosy than the larger one below.

“Yes.” She replied. as he pulled her into a hug.

He still smelled good after such a long day. And he looked like he was in a slightly better mood.

He took his sunglasses off, the bruise around his eye was slowly clearing up.

“You stayed up waiting for me?”

She nodded. She would not have been able to sleep anyway.

She had a lot to worry about.

Skylar’s phone was still out of reach. She had called over ten times at this point.

“Did you have dinner out?”

“There was not enough time,” Steffan said, taking his jacket off.

His head guard stepped in, and dropped Steffan’s bag on the coffee table. He gave her a quick nod, and left the room.

“Good. I did not either. Racheal said, and stepped to the side so he could see the table behind her