Chapter 21 Sasha's Game

• “Sha, where’d you go?” Uncle Vincent’s voice sharpened, sensing my movement.
• “Just a sec, Uncle! Grabbing something!” I lied, a flicker of fear in my chest. I hurried back to his side.
• Lia slipped into the room, her steps so silent they were practically ghostly. Those long legs of hers moved without a sound—she must’ve been a cat burglar in another life. I shot her a hopeful glance, praying everything would go smoothly.