5
McKayla
The moment he left, I bided my time and checked the clock to check when Marilyn would leave. Then I needed a way to get Enzo distracted. But he never fell for my suggestions to grab something for me to eat when Marilyn cooked more food for a party of ten. I prayed he wasn’t hurt, but I had to do what I needed to do. I took a piece of statue, hit him over the head, and ran out of the penthouse as far as I could. I called Rena to pick me up. So here I was, at her place right now, showered and sitting on her couch, drinking tea to help calm my nerves. I didn’t have my phone, so I didn’t know whether my parents or Joseph called me today.
“Rewind everything that happened again,” Rena said.
“Rena, it’s too crazy to even repeat.”
“I understand, but what you’ve been through sounds l
