Chapter 72

The next day, Zoe sat crossed legged in the middle of the bed, looking at the room and its largeness. The room had never felt this large till today and she couldn’t stop herself from remembering what she was doing in this large room while Mia was being killed. She couldn’t stop herself from remembering how she hid behind those doors like a coward while Mia was being shot by an unknown man just downstairs.

She closed her eyes, pressing the pillow to her face tightly to stop the memories of the previous night from clouding her brain. She wanted to stop seeing Mia’s dead face as it stared at her but it wasn’t possible. Then she thought of the man in the garden. Yes, one thing she could do, was remember just where she had seen the man from last night. She needed to remember where she knew him and why he was killing her family.

The knock on the door frightened her a little and she placed her hand over her ears, to stop the noise from affecting her.

“Zoe?” Someone called from the door. She