Nicky's POV
"You know," I start as I turn away from the window to look at him. "you still haven't told me where we're going."
Ryder just nods. "I know."
"We've practically been driving nonstop for three days. Are you planning on telling me where we're going?"
"What's this we? I've been driving, and we've had several breaks."
Nicky's POV"Your turn to do the dishes," Ryder says as he stands from the table.I glare at him. "How did you come to that conclusion? I've done them for the past three nights. I'm supposed to be the guest.""You're not a guest. You're like the stray dog I'm stuck with taking care of." My glare turns deadlier as he talks. "And I came to that conclusion because I have a few calls I need to make."
Nicky's POV"You didn't arrest Sarah just because she had a tattoo," I say before he can leave.He turns to glare at me. At least, I'm assuming he's glaring at me, hard to tell with his sunglasses on."I should have," He states. "As a matter of fact, I should go and arrest her right now seeing as I'm no longer stuck on babysitting duty."My anger starts to flare up. "I didn't ask you to protect m
Nicky's POVIt was on the news the next morning. Police and FBI looking for a suspect in the murder of a Jane Doe. Burned and tortured beyond recognition.Ryder had sent FBI teams out looking for Volkov and Sarah immediately after hanging up the phone. No one had found her. Until early this morning. She was found in an abandoned building. No identification.That wasn't surprising. The world never knew who Sarah Smith was. She was invisible and she had liked it that way.
Nicky's POV"What exactly is all this?" Ryder asks as he stands in the storage locker with me, staring at boxes and tables of stuff."Things I either never finished or just never tested," I reply as I look for a specific box."You made all this?" Ryder questions as he picks up another taser that was sitting on one of the tables."Yeah," I reply as I dig through the stacks of boxes.
Nicky's POV"Nicky, Nicky, Nicky," He tsks. He sticks a hand under my chin and lifts my head up until my gaze is level with his. He lets out another over exaggerated sigh. "Why must you make this so difficult?"I spit in his face for good measure.He lets out another sigh as if this whole exchange is boring him and wipes his face with the sleeve of his jacket.
Nicky's POVI'm woken up by a jacket being thrown in my face. I all but startle myself awake. I grab my glasses from my lap quickly and look up at John from my place on the couch.He's got a cup of coffee in his hand and he's glaring down at me.Worst wake-up call ever."Get up," He says simply.
Nicky's POV John had left my backpack by the front door. My anger with him dissipated, but only a little bit. I hadn't stayed in that house a second longer than I had to when I had finally found a way to get myself out of that hole.And my statement about the house being held together by a nail wasn't entirely accurate. It was being held together by one wooden beam and a nail.I keep my head down as I walk through the small town in front of me. I'd managed to hitchhike a ride with a friendly older coupl
Nicky's POVI pull my room key out of my pocket as I walk down the dimly lit hallway to my room. A couple bags of snacks and groceries hanging from my arms.I juggle keeping them from falling as I insert the key and shove the door open. I mutter curses under my breath as I drop a bag. I reach down and manage to pick it up once again without dropping any other bags. I kick the door shut behind me and lug everything into the small kitchen attached to the room.I drop everything on the counters and then frown as I h