LUKE

Josh leaned back against the counter, his jaw tight and his expression grim. "What are we going to do about Sarah?"

I didn't answer right away. The air between us felt heavy, every unsaid word adding to the weight pressing down on my chest. Finally, I spoke, my voice sharp. "First, what the hell did you do with the gun?" Josh's gaze didn't waver, but his tone came out clipped.

"Nothing. Left it right where I found it. But I unloaded it and took the bullets."

My fists clenched at my sides as I stared at him. "You didn't think that was worth telling me earlier? Jesus, Josh, we're sitting on a goddamn time bomb here!"

Before he could reply, a scream tore through the house, sharp and raw, cutting through the tension like a knife.

Both of us froze.

"Did you hear that?" I asked, though I already knew the answer.

Josh's face drained of color. "Yeah."

come from my house. Adrenaline surged

the front door. "If someone

caution; we didn't have the time. Josh peeled off towards the kitchen, and I headed upstairs, taking the

Jess!" I shouted, my voice echoing through the empty halls. No answer. The silence only made

after the other, but each room was empty. The house felt

voice carried from

back down the stairs, nearly slipping in my rush. "Josh!

My

the corner into the kitchen and skidded to a halt. Jess was there, standing next to Laura. Relief flooded me,

to mine, wide and full of unspoken warning. Laura stood stiff beside her, her hands gripping the counter behind her like it was the only thing keeping her

answer. She just shook her head, her gaze flickering behind

my confusion mounting. "What's going on?" I turned to Josh, who had come

I demanded. "Why isn't anyone answering me? What

click of a gun

locked up as I spun on

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