Chapter 105
Kairen was now inside the compound. His passage through the guards was very easy this time—too easy, actually because luckily for him, the ones on shift recognised him, and secondly, they didn't need anything that looked remotely like drama.
Especially not today.
There was already enough cinema playing inside this household to last a decade.
Walking through the tarred aisle of the compound, where the flowers bloomed pretty and waved nonchalant in the faint breeze, Kairen's belly twitched.
It was that quiet, firm twist that always came before something happened.
He could feel it.
His instincts were already whispering to him, telling him he wouldn't like whatever was waiting ahead.
Maybe he was feeling this way because the current lurking quietness inside here was even worse than usual, he reasoned inwardly, grasping for something to comfort himself.
The Cross estate had always been too still for its own good, but today the silence clung to everything like a veil.
