Chapter Forty: Brutal Force

**TRACY SCOTT'S POV**

In the middle of the night, I jerked from the pillow, taking a sudden seat on the bed. A nightmare didn't wake me up, the bizarre noises by my room did. It wasn't the crickets or any other insects, it felt strange as I couldn't determine what made that particular sound. I stood in that posture without moving for about ten minutes, then the same sound came again.

My breath thumbed, and I jumped from my bed in fright. I docked on the floor with my two feet, my hair bun got loose making my hair cover my face. I

struggled to get it off to ensure I retained visibility. When I did, I strutted by the wall studying the entire room. Nothing was improper, yet something kept making weird noises.

Disputing within me, I couldn't decide; plunging my pride and rushing to Ethan's room or pressing on like an adult and finding the source. Ethan would ridicule me, but his job was to protect me. I picked the first, my fragile heart pushed me to make the wise choice. I'm still survey