Tristan could barely control his fear when he whispered into Scarlet’s ear, “Get out of here!”
There was a strange man in Scarlet’s bedroom.
In the middle of the night.
When no one else was home.
Tristan had watched him enter Scarlet’s house a few minutes ago and immediately followed him inside. He’d seen the stranger head straight for Scarlet’s bedroom and nearly lost his mind.
Tristan didn’t know what the intruder was after, but he didn’t care.
He was a threat to Scarlet.
And he would die.