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I’m not sure if searchers would come looking for her right at the break. I think about her running out here in the cold, terrified. I feel sick with remorse, and sick that I’ll have to tell her that I don’t remember it.
Why am I like this?I want to fucking scream.Why?
Suddenly, I stop, standing in the snow. Maybe I should just let this happen. Whoever is out here, is probably better than me.
But…what if they’re not?
That sends me forward again. All I want is to put her by the fire and tell her that I’m sorry for what I did—but it’ll probably happen again.
Fuck, I hate me right now. She didn’t know.
She didn’t know not to go in that room.
This is my fault.
My boots crunch quietly through the snow, and then I spot the headlights of a Jeep parked on the other side of my gate. I grit my teeth and raise my rifle. I can’t help it. With the crosshair on the headlight, I fire, killing the light. I repeat for the second and the fog lights.
Then, I listen, my keen ear picking up hushed whispers and…
The name Adam.
An ugly dose of envy pours through my veins. “Find him,” I growl to Gunner, and he kicks into high gear, baying out into the night in an eerie low hum. My pulse throbs in the side of my head, and I’ve now got tunnel vision on Em’s ex-boyfriend. He had balls to show up here and I suddenly have someonenewto blame.
And a trespasser.
Chapter 12
Emersyn
“What the fuck is going on?”Adam whispers to me as I grab his arm and drag him into a thicket of trees. His blond hair is tucked up under a beanie as he gives me a deplorable glare.
My heart pounds in the side of my head, terror sending a shiver down my spine. “You don’t understand… The guy who lives here… He’s not…stable.” I swallow hard as Adam’s expression shifts, his blue eyes widening. “I think he’s going to kill us.”
“What?!” Adam whisper yells as Gunner lets out a choppy bark.
I stifle a cry. “We’re not going to be able to outrun him. There’s no way. I don’t… I don’t understand him. But I think there’s something wrong with him, and I think...” My voice trails off as I put it together. “I triggered him,” I say softly.
“What the fuck did you do?” Adam snaps. “What did you do to piss him off?”
“I…I…” I can’t bring myself to say anything to him as his gaze bores into me. My mind replays the heated kiss, the way IwantedTurner more than I ever wanted Adam in that way. “I just?—”
Gunner bays, and I startle, realizing that he’s a lot closer than before.
“I’ll show the fucker,” Adam growls, reaching into his coat pocket and pulling out a pistol. “He’s not gonna get us, Em. I’ll shoot them both.”
I grab his hand, shaking my head. “I don’t think you understand. Turnerwon’tmiss. He shot my phone out of my hand in the middle of the blizzard.”
Adam curls his lip. “So you’re on a first name basis with this guy, huh? Kind of weird for someone who shot at you. My guess is you’ve been doing more?—”
“You’rereallygoing to point that out right now?” I exasperate, cutting him off. “I seriously thought the guy was easing up until…this.”
“Right,” he snorts, racking the pistol and peering out from behind one of the trees. I stand close to Adam, who I always thought was a bigger guy—but he’s got nothing on Turner, who might not be taller, but he’s a hell of a lot more intimidating.
“Don’t shoot the dog,” I say quietly. “Please. It’s not his faul?—”
“Shut up,” Adam growls. “We’re getting out of here. Whatever it takes.”
I swallow hard, the cold seeping deep beneath my parka, chilling my bones. Tears brim my eyes, but for some reason, the feeling is a mixture of fearandgrief for whatever is to come. I peer up into the starless sky, wondering if there’s any way for this to end without bloodshed.
