My Hockey Alpha by Eve Above Story PDF

Chapter 0425

Nina

*Come on," Enzo said as he handed me my helmet. "We're going on another ride."

I raised my eyebrows as I took the helmet. "Where are we going?" I asked. Enzo didn't answer. He just got on the motorcycle, and then started it up once I got on behind him. We started driving back out onto the main road. A few minutes later, I realized where we were going.

We were going to Enzo's father's house. I felt a lump rise into my throat when I saw the square silhouette of the modern home rise in the distance; I hoped that Enzo wasn't planning on confronting Lewis that night with no backup.

But as we pulled up into the driveway, the house looked dark and empty. There were no cars in the driveway. Enzo parked the motorcycle and we climbed off and headed up to the door, which was cracked open and creaking in the breeze.

Quietly, Enzo pushed the door open and poked his head in. He looked around for a moment before throwing me a nod and then headed in.

A gasp caught in my throat as we walked in through the door. The house was dark and empty. Things were strewn about as though the place had been ransacked, and furniture was tipped over. I looked up at Enzo with wide eyes, but surprisingly he didn't seem fazed in the slightest.

that Lewis

taking account of what had been stolen. I looked around as well, but as I did, I noticed something; most of the expensive things, such as art and electronics, were left alone. The whole place was ransacked, but the things that any typical robber would steal were still there. Instead, it was as though they were looking for something specific, which made me think that it really must have been

staring out the back window that looked out over the ocean. He didn't seem to want to show it, but I could tell that he was sad. Even though I knew that he didn't particularly care for this house and that he hadn't spent much time there, I was sure that it was still sad to see his father's last home completely destroyed

here that Lewis wanted. Money, probably. Either way, it seems as

I frowned and touched Enzo's arm. "I'm

to face me in the darkness. Without a word, he bent down and gently kissed my forehead. "Wait here,"

frame depicted Enzo's father, a woman who I had

Surely Enzo would refuse to take it at that moment, but I knew that he would want it down the road. And someday, maybe we could come back here and clean the place up. Technically, the

a middle-aged wealthy widower. Maybe, after all of this was said and done, we could live here together. The

that he seemed to be slipping something small into his pocket; assuming that it was just something sentimental, I decided not to pry. Enzo walked up to me then and wrapped his arm around my shoulder, casting

home," he

"I thought you came here to look