Chapter 32.

My purse fell on the floor with a thud and I heard Damien running towards me. I could focus on nothing but the letter. Who was it? Was I wrong? Was it really Rick?

"Hanna?" Damien asked, his voice filled with concern. I didn't say anything, only handed him the letter, my hands shaking. I couldn't seem to find anything to say. All my thoughts were scattered.

"Fuck!" Damien cursed and took out his phone. "Titus? There was a letter at the door... Yes... No... Where were the fucking guards?" he snarled into the phone, making me crower with fear. Damien noticed it and pulled me close to...