***ALEX'S POV***
I watched the door while I held Evelyn Quinn, the story's version of an Evil Queen, in place. I wasn't looking at her at all, and that might have been a bad thing, but I was too preoccupied. I was too focused on the men that were storming into the bedroom like they were a S.W.A.T team. Actually, that just might be what they were.
"FBI! NOBODY MOVE!" The man in the lead had on a tactical mask, but I knew that voice. I would know it anywhere. After all this time that I had spent with him in the story, I had better know what he sounded like.
"Jake?" I called out to him, and I might have loosened my grip on the bitch that was pinned to the ground. "You're here. You're finally here."
"I'm here, Alex." He nodded, but he made no move to come toward me then. The reason for that being the chaos that ensued.
