Chapter 53

Cecilia​ ​ Five days later, the wound on my leg had almost healed completely.​ These past few days had been suspiciously quiet. Too quiet.​ Xavier hadn't bothered me at all. ​ With the Instagram drama exploding, he probably had his hands full dealing with a devastated Cici and the furious Shadow Pack.​ Still, the quiet gnawed at me. Because if they couldn't reach me here, they'd look somewhere else.​ That thought had first hit me a few days ago, right after a tense call with Harper.​ I'd already mapped out every worst-case scenario in my head, but this one stuck.​ If they couldn't touch me in this secure building, the next logical move was to target someone close to me.​ Someone I loved.​ So I acted before they could.​ That night, I called my father.​ I told him maybe it was a good time to visit Grandma.​ Get out of town for a few days.​ I tried to keep my tone light, but I could hear the tension riding under every word.​ He didn't ask why.​ Harper must've already told them everything.