Chapter 118

Joyce's POV

My heart slammed against my chest, racing wildly. Cold sweat trickled down my spine as I walked by the roadside with sleeping Rafael in my arms. God knows, I badly wanted to turn back and run to Adrian for safety, but I couldn't. Any little mistake could alter the motion of our plan, and I couldn't afford that.

My son was their target and I couldn't afford to lose him.

I increased my pace, refusing to look back until I got to my doorstep. I unlocked the door, gently twisted the doorknob, and rushed in, slamming the door behind me. I leaned my back on the door, taking deep breaths.

"Momma..." Rafael stirred in his sleep.

"It's fine, baby. Your daddy will keep us safe," I whispered softly into his ears. "Let's go get some sleep."

I dug out my phone from my pocket, clicked on the flashlight, and briefly shone through the room while searching along the wall for the light switch. The moment my fingers found it, I flipped the switch and lit up the room.

"Hmm...thank goodness," I