* Rosie Fay-Donovan*
I was already in the hallway, so close to my bedroom that I could even see my nightstand from where I was standing. Only a few more steps and I would have reached the drawer, grabbed my gun, and be back in the office in less than a minute.
But before I managed to do that, I saw Royce appear at the end of the hallway like a f*cking ghost. For a brief moment, I thought I was imagining things. There was no way he could be inside the house. No way he could have passed through everyone.
There was no way…
His lips stretched into a grin and I felt my entire body act on instinct. I forced my legs to carry on, my heart pounding hard in my chest, and I ran as fast as I could toward my bedroom, fumbling to lock the door behind me. This wasn’t the safest place for me to be, but there was no time for me to return to the office anymore.
Not with Royce standing on the other side of the hallway. He would get to me before I got to the office for sure.