Annie POV
"So what did you want to talk about?" I ask Brandon as I join him with a cinnamon roll.
"Well," he starts and then clears his throat, "I'm not sure how you'll take this but, there's something I need to ask you, but first I want to tell you that you are completely safe with us. I will never let those f.uckers that hurt you get their hands on you again."
"Okay," I say slowly, not quite sure where he's going with this.
"But after I spoke with Gavin this morning, I think he is right about at least one thing, and that's that we need to be prepared for any eventuality."
"Hope for the best but expect the worst kind of mentality?"
"Exactly," he practically yells which makes me chuckle a bit. "So on that note, what do you think about wearing a tracker?"
"A-a t-tracker?"
"Yes, ju
