Chapter 159

But he saved my life. He risked himself to keep me alive. And fuck it all, I love him! I can’t just sit back and let him die.

A chair is pushed and the sound of footsteps come my way. Before they reach the doors, I bolt out the entrance and am already across the street when I hear, “Natalia !”

But I don’t stop. Don’t look back. My mission now is to save Nathan

Natalia

Irun like the Devil is at my heels, not bothering to glance back over my shoulder, because even that simple action could cost me precious seconds.

For blocks, I maintain that speed, my lungs burning and the stitch on my side threatening to bring me down.

When I’m far enough that I feel anyone following would have lost sight of me, I tuck myself into an alley and wait. After several minutes, I tug my cell phone out and dial Nathan , but it goes straight to voicemail.

“Pick up, dammit!” I dial again, but like before, it goes to his mail.

“Nathan . You have to leave your house. A man named Steven Kroos is coming. He’s bri