*
I probably shouldn’t have followed him. I knew it wasn’t a good idea from the moment he said it. But something about the way he had spoken to me, so quietly and calmly told me that whatever he wanted to talk about, it had to be serious.
I was hesitant at first, remembering what happened the last time I was alone with him. It had literally cost me my life, so I wasn’t too keen on making the same mistake again.
“I won’t bite,” he said. “I promise.”
It wasn’t his bite I was afraid of. In fact, it was the least of my worries. What I feared was the man himself, and knowing exactly what he was capable of.
“Why won’t you just tell me what it is right here?” I asked. “Why do we need to go somewhere else?”
“Because I don’t want to take any risks,” he said. “Only a fool would discuss a de
