Chapter 89

“I’m scared.” I stifle a sob down the phone, clinging to his voice to feel safe even though I know he can’t help me right now. I need to cling to him and hope he is faster than they are.

“I know, baby. You need to stay put and hide until I get there. I’m already on my way. Stay on the phone and keep quiet.”

“How will you know where to look? I’m in a building. What if the car has moved?” I cry more desperately in afterthought as I realise I don’t know how to navigate him. I don’t know the street names or how far I came. I wasn’t paying attention.

“By turning on your phone tracker. I already have you on my screen. I’m here. I’m coming. No one is going to take you from me—ever. I made a promise to you I don’t intend to break. Nothing will ever happen to you.” It’s a certainty in his tone, a fierce statement with a hint of that deathly snarl he can pull off easily. He means it, and it gives me a moment of calm enough to pull my shit together as I nod into mid-air. He w