Chapter 22

Rocco’s grip on Bria’s throat tightens, and her feet leave the ground as he lifts her from the ground.

“Rocco! It’s Bria,” I sputter out, lifting my hands and reaching for her. Rocco tilts his head to the side, watching me tremble while my hand in the air reaches for her.

“Please, we saw nothing!” I whisper, and he starts laughing but tosses her to the ground.

Bria coughs, clawing at the ground