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.

men in the room gravitated toward

Bryson, and he

Bryson’s imposing presence and steely

oblivious to Charlie’s

something to

replied, passing a

“You go ahead.

I’ll check on him.

pulled out a bag of

“Eat up.

caught the

bring

they? No need to be

hunger, Charlie tore into the food

any concern about his appearance, all he wanted

brought up something that caught

what

for blood because you’ve botched

always

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