Winston stood by the window, shooting Charlie a cold glance upon hearing his voice.

Keith, who had handed Charlie the water, grinned while crossing his arms.

“We care about you.

“Right.

When we heard you were injured, we had no choice but to come over to see you,” Trent added with a creepy smile.

Charlie clung to the headboard, his senses on high alert.

“Where’s Hannah?” he demanded, scanning the room eagerly.

Before anyone else could respond, the door lock beeped twice and swung open.

Hannah and Bryson entered with bags of food.

“Hey, you’re up,” Hannah remarked, catching sight of Charlie.

She set the bags down on the coffee table.

“We’ve been running around all night.

You should eat something first.

You must be famished.

other men in the room

and he narrowed his

still remembered Bryson’s imposing

seemed oblivious to Charlie’s

something to eat

Hannah replied, passing a

“You go ahead.

I’ll check on him.

bag of rolls

“Eat up.

caught the bag,

bring

need to be nervous,” Hannah reassured

relief, exhaustion, and hunger, Charlie tore into the food without

any concern about his appearance, all he wanted to do was gobble

Hannah joined Bryson, she brought up something

what Amelie Chadwick

blood because you’ve

always this

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