19. SACRIFICIAL LAMB

The doorbell went off.

I slipped out of the chair and rushed out of Peter’s office. I was wearing his t-shirt and my leggings, my slides slapping the steps as I went. The office was where I felt close to him when he was at work so I usually snuggled in his chair and read my book.

It was probably one of the guards. I felt so bad for them. Slade wanted no one in his estate so the guards were left with the task of building a gazebo for the wedding. Soon they would be setting chairs and plugging in flowers here and there.

I put my finger in the scanner to unlock the door then pulled it open.

“Sorry to disturb Ma’am, but your uncle is at the gate, asking you to come out.”

Then it hit me. I never told uncle Rax I was moving. He was probably worried.

“Uncle Rax right?”

“Yes.”

“Okay, let’s go.”

The guard nodded and to my shock went to get what looked like a golf cart. It was so cute and I wondered why they had one in the compound. Nonetheless I hopped on. The cart was fast but still