~CHAPTER 42~
I held my breath, my ears straining to hear more. There was a small gap between the door and the frame, and I quickly pressed my eye to the space. The gap wasn't large, but I could see enough to make my heart sink.
Frank was pacing quietly in front of the door, his eyes fixed on the entrance.
Aria stood beside him, her face set in a frown . She was constantly running her hand through her hair, nervously.
Her dark locks were disheveled, and she almost dragged her hair painfully before letting it fall again.
Suddenly, a loud bang echoed through the hallway, making me jump. "You little pieces of trash, if this door isn't open in the count of three, I'm breaking it down again!" a menacing voice bellowed.
The words were accompanied by another loud bang, and I could bet the door were shuddering beneath the impact.