A Massacre at Midnight

POV: Tessa.

Bess hesitates, her eyes widening with a genuine fear that sets my nerves on edge. "Because you can't come here. It's the boss's order."

The stern warning fuels my curiosity, but I force my shoulders to relax. I shrug, playing it off. "Oh, okay. Just asking."

Inside, my mind races. Whatever Roman keeps locked behind that thick wood isn't my main problem. Finding a way out of this gi