Prologue

Frustrated, I dialed again for the third time as I paced the kitchen. My nails found there way to my mouth as I chewed on them nervously, waiting. I licked my lips, growing impatient until someone finally picked up on the fourth ring.

"Liam?" I asked hopefully. There was nothing but dead silence in the other end of the line until I heard a throaty laugh, breaking the quiet.

"Yes, I do have Liam if that's what you were wondering." The voice replied sarcastically, testing me. I could feel the anger boiling up inside of me, but the nerves seemed to overpower the anger.

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, I heard a gun shot from the other end and then the piercing scream coming from someone else in that room.

Liam.