Moonshot

chapter 107

Even though the deaths had stalked my mind, invaded my thoughts, and dominated my nightmares for over two years, I’d never felt in danger. I’d felt pressure, I’d felt blame, I’d felt guilt—but never fear.

That changed when I rounded the final bend in the stairs and came face to face with evil. The man stood at the top of the landing, and I knew. I knew it instantly, as clearly as I knew my love for Chase. As clearly as I recognized my mistake. As clearly as I now knew a win would not satisfy.

I hesitated, his name taking a second, my mind sluggish in the face of danger. Finally, it came, a squeak off my lips.