All Chapters of Intruder: Chapter 11 - Chapter 15

Yesterday with Rose was... something else. I didn't want the moment to end. She looked tired—you could see it in her eyes—but she still showed up. For me. That meant more than I could explain. I know it wouldn't have happened without Liam's help, which is why I ask Jeffery to get everyone out of the house today and shut off the cameras. I just want to hang out with Liam, like old times. Golf was our thing. A Harrold tradition.As I'm wheeling back from the bathroom, I hear voices near the patio."Is it just me, or is Kendrick different?" Liam whispers."I've noticed it too," Jeffery replies. "Maybe it's how fast he's healing. Being locked away that long... it does something to you. That's one of the reasons I agreed to this.""Thanks, Jeffery. I know this puts your job at risk, but I promise—I'll protect you."Jeffery gives a small nod. "Thanks."Liam lowers his voice. "Do you think he's got all his memory back? Mum never tells me anything. Has he even mentioned the accident? There's

A tall man in a pressed shirt steps over, clearing his throat softly but standing firm. It's the manager. I've seen him here before—always poised, always watching from a distance. Tonight, he's up close, and his smile is tight."Sir," he begins, voice calm but with a thread of steel, "you know we close by ten. But because of the respect I have for your family, we decided to extend it to twelve."He glances at his watch. "It's two."I open my mouth, but he gently cuts in."We really need to close now. Lora over there's been waiting to shut down the systems since midnight."I follow his gaze to the woman by the bar, arms crossed, apron loosened, eyes drooping."Look," I say, pulling out my wallet, "I'll pay extra. Whatever the cost—add it."He gives a slow nod, almost sympathetic. "And we appreciate that. But it's not about the money tonight. It's time."I exhale, pressing the bills into his hand anyway. "Thanks," I murmur.He nods once and steps back.I turn to Elsa, still draped in he

I stir, disoriented, everything spinning as I try to remember what happened.Flashes hit me hard—metal crunching, tires screaming, fire.The crash from the car race I watched earlier in the day messed with my head. Sparking pain like citric acid poured into a wound.My worst mistake? Thinking a nap would make it go away."Elsa cheated again," I croak, forcing myself upright on the bed, each movement heavier than it should be.Jeffery, Liam, and Rose glance at each other—silent, tense, like they're wondering if I even know where I am."Liam," I croak, "Yes, I was drunk but I wasn't driving. She was. I—I saw a text. From someone. Sean..."The words feel slippery, like water spilling through my fingers."We don't need to go back there," Liam says quickly, cutting me off. "You're alive. That's all that matters.""Rose, check his temperature," Jeffery says, shoving a thermometer and stethoscope into her hands like he's desperate to do something."I'm fine," I snap, even though I'm not.Wh