Chapter 24

KYLIE POV:

The lights are on in the little house we rented near the university. I chose that locale because it's chip and there are plenty of restaurants and shop within walking distance. I always pick places where it's easy to blend in. "Mémé?" I push open the door and then stop. Something feels off. Hairs prickling on the back of my neck, I step in, trying to identify what's different.

Nothing seems out of place. "Mémé?" It comes out sharp, and I hope she's not in bed already.

I look around the kitchen and see unpacked grocery bags on the floor. Alarm bells go off full force.

My phone rings. I dig it out of my pocket and stare at the words number blocked. Normally, I would never answer, but somethings not right, so I swipe the screen and put the phone to my ear.

"Hello?"

"You did not follow our instructions." The voice is computer generated. A surge of anger rips through me. "Fuck your instructions."

"We're fucking your grandmother. You should have d