DRAKE

The humid night air stuck to my skin like an unwanted guest. The moon merely made an appearance through the shifting clouds in the deep unending black sky above.

The night was perfect for what I was going to do. I paused at the wooden door, its gleaming surface which I was just noticing was smudged and cracked.

I bet they had been surprised to see me here again.

I let out a breath and made a loose fist with my fingers before knocking

The slow deliberate rhythm of the sound echoed in the silence. It was not long before the door creaked open.

Layla's uncle stood in the...