"Get out of my head and fall into my arms instead."
-Unknown
Grace Roberts' PoV:
I wanted to speak up, tell him that it would all be okay and that we'll get out of this mess but my voice was lost somewhere while I shook with fear of what was next to come. We were unarmed, outnumbered and had no leverage on them. I had lost all my belongings that could have helped us including the car keys, my phone.
Even if Hunter had the phone, there was no way we could contact a cop. "Walk. Come on, it is your chance to meet with your loverboy," she said pushing me forward harshly, as I stumbled.
My foot had twisted and I was halfway through the fall when a warm pair of hands wrapped around me. Those familiar arms that had held me many times before, that had protected me whenever I needed it. Hunter
