Chapter 150.

Alexa.

Meanwhile.

I finally get home from Martha’s. She found a place of her own, still kind enough to stick by me, even with Neil there. He was worried when he saw me crying but he didn’t press. Martha will tell him later, I guess. I didn’t tell her everything. Some things are too raw to say aloud. Killing someone, how do you put that into words?

The night should be full of small promises. For me it’s full of dread. My thoughts keep snapping back to Hulio’s accusation about Helia and to Helia’s reaction, his silence that felt like a confession. He couldn’t defend himself. That silence is the thing that breaks me more than the accusation.

I pull my legs up the steps to the front door and freeze when a shout rips through the air. A gunshot follows. I drop to the ground without thinking, crawling low to the door. My heart is in my mouth as I edge to a window and peer in.

My breath dies in my throat.

Erwin has Mum, Grandma, Jon and Aunt Anniika at gunpoint. Jon lies on the floor in