““Even now words fail me, the scene far too disturbing to describe. After a split second of pure, unadulterated horror, the magnitude of the situation struck me in the gut, forcing the wind from my lungs in an agonized gasp and sending me stumbling backward out of the bedroom. Without a word, I whirled around and raced down the steps, shoving my gun back into its holster. I heard Gran calling my name, but there was no freaking way I was going back up there. “Go!” I yelled at Nate, motioning him toward the door. “Go, go, go! Get out of the house!””
