Ryker's POV "What are we going to do?" I asked, my voice barely above a whisper. Vanessa's hand immediately found my shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze."It's going to be okay." I stared at her for a long moment before standing abruptly from the sofa. My legs carried me halfway across the living room before I stopped, running both hands through my hair so hard it almost hurt. "How is it going to be okay?" I asked, turning back to face her. "I mean... you just told me all these awful things. You just told me how dangerous he is, Vanessa. How is any of this okay?" She didn't answer immediately. I laughed, but there wasn't any humor in it. "What am I supposed to do now? If he's really this bad, it's only a matter of time before he finds me." My breathing grew uneven. "What if he already has people out the
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