The next two days passed in a haze of tension and heat.
Victor’s men kept circling. A black SUV drove past the house three times on Wednesday. On Thursday, one of them parked across the street for almost an hour before driving away. Kane installed extra cameras. Silas reinforced the locks. Jax stayed glued to the monitors, his usual cocky grin replaced by sharp focus.
Macy felt the danger like electricity in the air. It made her jumpy during the day, but at night it turned into something else — a raw, desperate need for her three guardians.
They never left her alone for long.
Thursday evening, after another slow drive-by, the tension snapped.
Macy was in the kitchen making sandwiches when Kane walked up behind her. He pressed his hard body against her back and slid one hand under the
