Shadows In Durango

Chapter 132

*****Vincent's POV*****

The road narrowed to a single strip of gravel as we wound through the trees, the dense pines working to block out what little moonlight seeped through the gaps.

I squeezed Sofia's hand in mine, trying to reassure her as we got closer to my parents beach house - a property often forgotten about by my father since we had only spent a lot of time out here in my younger years...

I glanced over at Sofia briefly; as she sat curled up tight in her seat, her knees pulled up to her chest, her face pale and eyes glassy and sore.

She was watching the road ahead blending together with the shadows, seeming lost in thought. The quiet moments she'd spent in this car had evidently done nothing to help ease her, and I knew she was holding onto the last scraps of her strength in order to keep it together.

"We're almost there," I murmured, giving her hand a small rub. "Just a few more minutes, and then you can rest until we figure it out."

She nodded, staying silent but still holding that fragile look I hated seeing on her face - a look that could drive any good man to commit bad sins against anyone who had wronged her.

For a second, I wanted to stop the car, pull her into my arms, and make her believe that I'd handle every last piece of this hell she was going through.

I'd do it too if I thought she'd let me if I thought it wouldn't make her feel more vulnerable than she already did...

But as we faced the last hill, and the headlights lit up the winding path leading down toward the beach house, my heart sank as the building came in to view.

The lights were on... why are the fucking lights on?!

Two large shadows moved across the closed curtains by the front window... as I began to shake my head.

Damn it!

"Fuck!" I grit out, as Sofia instantly begins to tense up as the car began to slow.

I'd forgotten Quade and Leroy were still here...

The last thing I wanted was for Sofia to feel even more crowded or like she was stepping into something even more dangerous with these two beef bodies hanging around her. How the hell had I forgotten about this?!

here. Someone's inside. What if it's them!" She instantly begins to freak out, causing me to feel more guilty for not thinking this through. "It's fine," I said quickly, though the apology was already forming in my mind. "Look, I meant to tell you. I... I've had some

— I can't just walk

trust me," I said, wishing like hell that I could make this easier on her. "Their names are Quade and Leroy. Would it help if I called them to confirm that it's them who are inside before we go in there?" I think up a

I was relieved about as I quickly grabbed my phone and pressed to

and then twice before he picks up; "Vince? You good? Is that you outside, I heard a car pull up?" His tone

I test, as we

he waves out at us. "Yeah, why you here so late? Your guy is asleep

have Sofia with me, I'm going to bring her in, there's been a situation and she's safer here... we will need to move your situation to the factory tonight." I state, my tone clipped and cryptic which causes for Sofia to eye me weirdly. She didn't have to know about what we did to her neighbours... I didn't want to scare her more than what

said no more secrets and lying, but I won't have to

ok, yeah cool! I'll see you when you come in." He states, before closing over the curtain and

that fragile mixture of fear and uncertainty. I wished I could wipe away

sound more confident than I felt. "They're inside, only them, and it's all going to be fine." My words felt hollow, even to

be fine? I still had no idea of what I was going

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as Sofia only watched me cautiously. I could feel her hesitating, but I closed my door and rounded to her side - opening it for her before offering my hand to help her out. She didn't accept my hand right away, but eventually, she shakily

deep breath, her gaze darting toward the house,

was a battle I recognised from her all too well - the fight

we eventually walked toward the house. Each step felt heavy, the sound of gravel crunching under our

haven, and I hated that I wasn't able to

the door, the hinges creaking like an ominous warning that didn't

living room was well lit, with only a couple of lamps casting a warm glow over the worn

leaning against the wall, arms crossed,

is!" Quade said, his voice loud and cheerful. "Vincent and his lady!" He announced, as though I hadn't already just spoken

down," I snapped, stepping fully into the

who now felt like a potential threat to her. "Sorry, didn't mean to scare the little thing," Quade

time for his jokes. He was usually the level headed

"You two good? What's going on? Is it Daryl? How's he getting on? Last we heard he was recovering..." he asked me, his

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