HANS: Alliance Series Book Four

I gather the dishes from the coffee table, decades of training keeping my movements silent.

I set them in the sink, next to the soup pot, then circle through the house, securing the front door and double-checking the rest of the access points.

Finally, when the only light left on is the lamp next to my bed, I return to the living room and bend down to scoop Cassandra’s sleeping form into my arms.