C69 Chapter 69

Clyde

I parked the car.

Then I heard it.

Muffled screams.

My pulse spiked.

Medora?

“Dad?” Bronwyn’s small voice came from the backseat. “Why is Mom screaming?”

A sharp breath left my lungs.

“Bronwyn, stay in the car, okay? Do not come out,” I instructed, my voice tighter than I intended.

Her big eyes were wide with fear. “Why?”

I turned to her