An Investigation

[Vance’s POV]

“Allister!” I call the minute I arrive home. “Where the hell are you?”

For a moment, I’m met with silence, and I find myself wondering if he’s not home, but when I hear the sound of movement from above, I know that he is.

Deciding to meet him halfway, I begin to move, making my way through the quiet mansion until I spot him coming down the stairs.

His face is haggard, and he looks ready to kill someone, but aside from that, he seems okay, and my worry over whether or not he had a run-in with that damned lizard fades.

Since my encounter with that creature, I have been on edge, but I couldn’t exactly explain why. Was it because I worried it would come for me now that it had a look at my face? Or was there something more sinister about it? I didn’t know, but I wasn’t just going to wait around and find out.

“Why are you making so much noise?” Allister asks as he lazily makes his way down the stairs. “I was trying to sleep.”

“Sleep,” I repeat, raising a brow. “It looks more l