Nicky's POV
Ryder's gone.
Maybe that should totally send me spiraling into panic . . . but it doesn't. At least, not in any way that it should.
Maybe I should be freaked out that he left me. That he changed his mind. Maybe I should be concerned that the FBI could come breaking down the door at any minute and arrest me.
None of this concerns me though. Why?
Well, it might have something to do with the sticky note stuck to my forehead when I woke up this morning. The one that said, Be back soon.
Most people put notes on pillows, nightstands, or counters. Ryder obviously thought it was a better idea to stick it to my head. Joy oh joy.
Or, it could have something to do with the handcuff wrapped around my wrist and attaching me to the headboard of the bed.
Or, it could be the second st
