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Hours went by, a day passed and my number one goal was Avoiding Don Petrov and everything that concerns him.

Which I succeeded in, until it was time for dinner.

I had made my way to the kitchen, my steps cautious as I moved through the quiet hallways of the mansion.

As I neared the kitchen, I overheard a hushed voice, and I realised immediately that it was the Boss.

His voice was low, and he was speaking fast as if he was upset or something.

With my heart almost jumping into my mouth I turned to go back, so that I wouldn't be caught eavesdropping on his private conversation, instead my legs carried me towards the entrance.

"This isn't something that should be kept on maybe, Brent. How on earth did it happen? Obviously they are back. Did they get other kids? I need answers and I need them fast. I didn't spend years working so damn hard to keep those bastards buried, just to have them rise back and start...."

His shoulder tensed up as he cut off and turned abruptly.

His gaze met mine