Gabriel’s POV

It had been four days since we called Victor. I started to think our plan wasn’t going to work.

“What are you doing?” I heard a voice behind me.

I turned around and saw Annie leaning on the door frame.

I had been sitting in my room for the past hour, staring through my window at the backyard, trying to come up with strategies on how to defeat the fucker. We were done with practice for the day, so I decided to spend some alone time.

“Thinking,” I answered, turning back to look through the window.

“About?” Annie asked and walked toward me.

“Battle plans,” I answered, not...