Chapter 48

“I know.”

Chris kissed him deeply as James moved him against the cabinet.

Something scraped across the wooden patio. A deck chair tipped over, then a man in a white mask stepped into view. The man raised his right hand and swung a crowbar at the door, shattering the glass. James grabbed Chris’s arm and led him into the living room as the front window was smashed in. A crowbar briefly poked through the blinds and curtain, followed by another crash of breaking glass from the kitchen.

Chris followed James to the bedroom.

“Stay here,” James said and pulled his gun from the holster, then stepped back into the living room.

The house was silent.

There were three loud bangs against the front door.

Chris snuck out of the bedroom as James stood back and readied his gun in front of himself.

“It’s Ron!” Ron said, then banged again on the door.

James lowered his gun as he let out a sigh, then opened the door and Ron rushed inside.

“Are you two okay?” Ron asked.

Chris swallowed hard.