The whisper of footsteps coming from the direction of the bedrooms snapped everyone's focus from Lydia. They figured immediately that Collin was on the move as he was the only person in the apartment capable of making such loud strong footsteps.
For some reason, Phoebe felt combative, as if she was about to fight some kind of war. She had this feeling that trouble was brewing, but what kind of trouble it was she had no idea.
Collin Baltimore whose head was lowered yawned loudly as he ventured into the living room. "Mother I heard voices...." he lifted his head, immediately he saw Phoebe and her companions, his expression hardened.
His jaw tightened and his eyebrows shifted slightly. In his eyes, Phoebe could detect annoyance or hostility, maybe a mix of both.