Beth Venning

They say houses can hold a lot of secrets, the only way those secrets get revealed is if you're brave enough to open the door. 
Paige and her group of friends decide to buy a house together, they settle on an older looking home that would need a lot of work. They were living the dream, until that dream turned into a nightmare.
Enter to the stage, John Rickman. A huge drug lord who had been hiding his money in the older looking home, who doesn't take too kindly to discover all his money missing. 
The group have to go on the run to save their lives, but trouble somehow always follows. They settle down in an off the grid type of village, where they were about to learn why it was so off the grid. 
Lies, murder and pain consume the village they thought would be safe. Forcing the friends to make decisions they would regret for the rest of their lives. 
They wanted a fresh start, but it was far from the start they were expecting.

Fleeing The Scene

We'd been in the car for hours, we could see the sunrise in the morning and now we were seeing it set. I fell asleep first than Brendon did so I could drive, us being the only two who actually knew how to. I was in the passenger seat watching all the cars go by, Brendon was right we kept swapping and changing if we drove on the motorway, than the back roads.

We pull off back onto back roads, the only people awake in the car were Brendon and me, I lean my head against the window looking out as he speaks up.

/"Tomorrow is when this all really starts/" he says breaking the silence, I turn to look at him where his eyes don't leave the road /"the guy and his men are going to the house sometime tomorrow, that's when it's all gonna get real/" he sighs not putting up the act that he wasn't scared, I take his hand once again to comfort him.

Chapter8