I wake to the sound of a muffled voice. I can’t make out the words. The lights are completely out, and dawn slips through the blinds in thin gray lines, the only thing letting me see through the dark. I listen harder and recognize Niko’s voice. He must be on the phone.
Still groggy, I push myself upright. I barely slept. Every problem I’ve been running from caught up with me last night. I wonder how long I can keep running before Craff eventually finds me. If he plans to kill me too now after what I did. No, he’d torture me first. He wouldn’t give me an easy death. He would make sure he gets everything he needs first. And what if he already has.
If Niko leaves me and comes back, and it is when, not if, I’ll have to figure out how to stay hidden on my own. I can’t be found yet. Even if I
