Chapter 23

Kayla Santino The harsh rays of sunlight from the window wake me up from my deep slumber. Thanks to Carlos, I can sleep like every regular human being. Speaking of Carl, his spot is vacant and cold. He must have woken up a long time ago. However, before I can decide whether to wake up or lazy in bed for a while, my door bursts open, and an angry grandpa marches in, "You have exactly 10 minutes to be in the training room," he announces before shutting the door behind him. I don't know why, but since Thomas's episode, he has been a little distant and not his usual self. He is not the happy, free-spirited old man I know anymore. I dash to change into my workout clothes because, honestly, I don't want to test him. He is a completely different person when he is like that. The training room is the entire basement, so big and spacious, and it contains every kind of weapon and target. The room oozes masculinity when I enter, and almost all of my father's men are present. What is grandpa up to