25
Hailey
The clan was gone, having melted back into the streets to wherever they’d come from. Hearing the sirens, I quickly followed Ransom back into his apartment. He closed the door and the reassuring sound of the locks engaging sent a mixture of both relief and uncertainty through me. Although it was over, I was still a wreck.
Somehow sensing my fears, he pulled me against his chest, and I melted against him. For a long time, we stood silently in the dark room, holding each other and listening to the sirens outside.
“What if they find us?” I whispered.
“The police?”
I’d meant my old clan, but I was worried about both. I nodded.
“Nobody will be able to identify us,” he said, reassuring me. “Hell, if there were witnesses who saw anything, the cops will think they’re on drugs anywa
