18 - 10 Days; One Problem Sorted, Two More Pop Up

Ruin

It’s been ten days.

I stand with my arms crossed, leaning against the back door and watching her sit alone beneath the oak tree again. She’s always up early, murmurs nothing but a ‘good morning’ and a ‘thank you’ when I have her breakfast ready.

After the first night here, I decided to give her some time to herself. We’re miles from anywhere and honestly, I trust Valentine’s word that no one will be coming out this side. Sighing, I walk back inside and grab the encrypted cell phone from the counter.

I type out ‘safe’ to Ryker, whose number I have memorized, and send the message. I know he won’t respond to it, not right now, anyway. Pocketing the phone, I hang my head in my hands and breathe out a long sigh.

Chloe Jane doesn’t talk to me anymore, and I honestly don’t blame her. I promised to find out what happened to her family, and there’s just nothing to tell. Everything is silent, as if nothing went down at Edward’s estate.

First the car chase, where it felt like someone was r