The wooden doorknob turned slowly, creating a faint creak that was enough to make Juno's blood run cold instantly. Before Juno could scream or wake Daniel, the door was thrown open violently.
Luke stood there.
His appearance was far from human. His hair was a mess, his eyes were bloodshot with abnormally dilated pupils, and his breath sounded like the growl of a wild beast. What made Juno freeze was Luke's white shirt, now stained with fresh, wet blood. In his right hand, he clutched a tactical folding knife, its blade glinting as it caught the room's light.
Juno glanced through the open doorway. In the corridor, she saw a scene of horror, two bulky guards Leo had assigned to protect Valerie lay helpless on the granite floor. Blood seeped from the neck of one of the guards.
"Luke..." Juno hissed, her voice trembling between terror and overflowing rage.
