Sam's POV
My finger leisurely tapped against the black screen of my phone, time ticking by as I sat in the coffee shop, sipping my strong black coffee. I am the early one, though, so I don't know why I think I'm late and missed the opportunity to check on my Aunt and Daria.
I haven't seen her in years, and Vanessa was beyond pissed that I wouldn't let her come and catch up, but I've got a sinking feeling that there is more to this than shutting down Ferona's filthy antics.
The deep sigh I expelled pressed the world's weight on my shoulders, and not for the first time, I wondered whether I should take my family and run to a country they don't operate in. Vanessa won't leave her brother's, though; they won't leave their father.
