After a few minutes of chaos, the house was finally clear of equipment and anything that might intimidate a little girl. The guys were now in the kitchen grabbing a drink after lugging those heavy machinery around, while I was stood with Myles who I could tell was worried but was trying to hide it. Before I could reassure him that it was going to be okay, the door begins to knock.

“I’ll get it” Rich tells me placing his arm on my shoulder, before walking over to the front door. I turn to look at Myles to ask if he was ready, but I find him sending daggers towards...