Chapter 9 - The Sprint to the Nursery
I left Thomas zip-tied to a heavy wooden post on the dock.
I sprinted frantically across the massive, rain-soaked lawn.
My lungs burned with every single desperate step I took.
I crashed through the heavy glass doors of the kitchen without slowing down.
I took the grand staircase three steps at a time.
The loud music from the ongoing party completely masked the sound of my heavy footsteps.
I reached the second floor and sprinted down the long carpeted hallway.
I kicked the heavy oak door of the nursery wide open.
Vanessa was standing directly over Noah’s crib.
She was holding a thick down pillow tightly in both of her hands.
She turned around and dropped the pillow in absolute shock when she saw me alive.
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Her shocked expression quickly melted into a mask of pure hatred.
She reached into the pocket of her designer dress and pulled out a silver handgun.
