Chapter 40

Out in the yard.

Carey was having a blast chatting with some folks, totally ignoring whether Kristin was dead

or alive.

A black sedan rolled in, and Carey straightened up in a panic. “Mr. FitzGerald.”

Why was Rhett back at this time?

He never came back at this hour on any regular day.

Rhett got out of the car, a little tyke in tow.

Carey went pale as a ghost to see the little bastard Kristin had given birth to.

“Mr. FitzGerald, what brings you…”

“Where’s Kristin?” Rhett asked with a stern voice.

“I haven’t… haven’t seen her.” Carey shook her head quickly.

Summer glanced towards the backyard, heard some smashing sounds, and bolted in that

direction.

The first time he came to the FitzGerald family, they locked him and his mom up there.

“Summer!” York, still worried about the little critter, followed.

The warehouse was locked from the outside, but there was clearly someone inside.

door!” York shouted.

didn’t

me?” Rhett’s tone

it.” Carey quickly made up

was amiss. He strode over and

out like a madman, eyes bloodshot, wielding a stick, obviously triggered and

the dusty mess all

the corner, Kristin was almost buried under debris, her breathing faint.

ran towards his

plank off Kristin, taking a sharp breath at the sight

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stood still, his stuffed toy falling to

covered

a pool of blood, his first reaction. wasn’t to scream or cry, but to quietly well up with

grown–ups like York who softened his tone when speaking to Summer. “Summer, your mom’s gonna be okay.

asking in a quiet voice, “Is my

was

die?

York said, picking up Summer and walking out, not caring

said… dad’s a hero and went to outer space to fight monsters, she

looking back at Rhett who was carrying Kristin out. Rhett’s face was grim,

from the yard.

saw Kemp out of control, walloping Carey

screw me over, no way, I’ll

crying out for help, but no

security guards arriving just in time, Carey might

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