I drum my finger against the sides of the phone as I tear through stop signs, desperate for the
person on the other end to pick up.
I have to get to Molly and Theo now. I have to do what I can to protect them.Pick up, pick up, pick up.
ho are you?” Fedor asks.
“Wamused lilt to it. Like a cat with a mouse dangling from its claw.
His voice is similar to Viktor’s, but where Viktor is direct and to the point, Fedor’s voice has an
My back is pressed against the wall, and I can’t seem to move or breathe.It feels like I’ve been tossed into a horror movie, deposited in the middle of my worst nightmare.
I’m tempted to pinch myself but that would require movement, which I’m incapable of.
Fedor tips his head to the side, and I finally look away, down to the coffee spilled on
