Chapter 190

Charles was getting more agitated, pacing back and forth like a caged animal. Every few minutes he went to the small, filthy window and peered nervously through the makeshift curtain he'd hung to hide our hideout. His movements were tense and jittery, like he expected Gideon to show up at any second, and not alone.

And I knew he wouldn't come alone.

I knew my husband well enough to know Gideon wou