When It Comes To You [√] BOOK TWO

57

Harry

I was not a reckless driver. I obeyed all the traffic rules even during the worst circumstances. Nothing had ever made me risk my life or other innocent people's lives.

Until Camila was taken.

I drove (well more like speeded) through so many red lights and stop signs, almost causing multiple car accidents but I hardly cared.

I just needed to get to Camila. I needed to help her and save her from Hunter.

As I drove, I tried coming up with a reasonable explanation for the whole mess.

It was obvious that Hunter had a sick interest in Camila but that didn't explain the spellbook and the weapons in his basement.

Was he a serial killer? A psychopath? A stalker?

Or was he something else?

Something dark, dangerous and perhaps evil?

I shook the thought out of my head and sped up until I reached the car's speed limit.

Hold on, Camila. I'm coming for you. I thought.