Chapter 29

Greyson snatched Indianna’s phone out of her hand and stiffened. “He’s been texting you!” he growled. “Why the fuck didn’t you tell me?”

Indianna’s eyes were locked on the phone in Greyson’s hand. “He killed my dad,” she whispered. “He…”

Indianna wrapped her hand around her scarred wrist, and Greyson frowned—realizing now was not the time to be angry at Indianna. He needed to be there for her. He pocketed her phone and wrapped his arms around her, resting his chin on her head.

“He killed my dad.”

“Shh,” Greyson whispered. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I didn’t want to worry you.”

“He attacked me,” she whispered and buried her face in his chest.

“He’s not going to hurt you ever again. I promise,” Greyson said lowly.

“He’s here,” she said shakily. “He’s been following me. How else is he going to know where I am and what I’m doing?”