As they turned the corner, Ryan looked down the street. “He’s here,” he said, when he saw Merrick’s Mercedes parked across the street from the boarding house. His pulse pounded, panic flooding him. Get a grip. He can’t do anything to me. He can’t. He’s just a man. A psychotic monster. Yeah, I didn’t need to go there.
“Easy, Ryan. Breathe,” Shaun replied as they came to a stop in front of the boarding house.
Stiffening his spine, and his resolve, Ryan nodded. He got out of the car, looking over the roof to see Merrick getting out of his car.
Shaun came around to stand beside Ryan, putting his hand on Ryan’s shoulder. Merrick scowled momentarily as he strode across the street. Then his expression changed. He seemed relieved, saying, “Thank God you’re all right. You scared the hell out of
