Chapter Twenty Three

Zara Howard

I feel nervousness take over me at the thought of seeing Asher. He has already done way too much to help us out and he has never objected or asked for anything in return.

I snap out of my thoughts when I see Asher rushing down the stairs.

"What is going on? Xander told me Victor sent a threat again. Are you two okay?" Asher demanded as his eyes switched between me and Scarlett.

"Yes, we are fine. This is what Scarlett found when she got back home from work," I answer as I hand over the letter to him with trembling hands. As Asher read the threat, I could see his hands curl up into fists.

"Where were you when this happened?" Asher asked me, making me squirm under his stare. I am really not a fan of the angry interrogative Asher Lancaster. He is plenty intimidating already.

"Uhm, I was asleep. I uh-" I struggle to answer as I fidget with my fingers.

"Of course. The hangover." Asher just shook his head in disappointment.

I open and close my mouth like a fish, not knowing