Chapter 227

After Curtis Stockton tucked Delia Fleming in and made sure she was asleep, he stepped out of the bedroom. Noah Hyde was already waiting outside. “Curtis, you sure you wanna go through with this tonight?” Curtis’ eyes darkened. “Yeah.” He took the bag from Noah, glanced back at the bedroom like he was hesitating for half a second, then walked into the next room to change. Same black outfit he wore when they went out to save Delia at sea, right down to the mask that covered everything but his eyes. When he came out, Noah had changed too—same getup. Curtis narrowed his eyes. “I’ll go alone tonight.” “Nope.” Noah’s tone was firm, which wasn’t like him. “I’m going with you. No way I'm letting you do this solo. I’d lose my mind.” “I’ll be fine,” Curtis replied, already heading out. But of course, Noah didn’t back down. He stayed right on his heels. Seeing that, Curtis didn’t bother arguing again and just let him tag along. Their destination? The Stockton Estate. Lately, Curtis had been more