It's been two days since we found out that Ryker was kidnapped. I've barely left my room in that time. I just continue to pace throughout my room, dreading the unknown. Not knowing whether Ryker is alive or dead, has my nerves twisted in a knot. It drives me insane to think that Craig has my brother. I worry about what they're doing to him. I collapse to the ground in fear. My knees buckled, and head buried, as the tears begin to fall freely. Terrified that they're torturing him, like they did me. Or worse. What if they've killed him?
Ryker is too loyal to myself and Xavier. There's nothing that they could do to him, to make him talk. He would much rather take a bullet for us, than see us hurt. It's because of that loyalty, that I know he's in trouble. A man without fear, is either dead,
