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He didn’t answer.

He just stared at me.

Something about him was different.

The way he stood.

The tension in his broad shoulders.

He felt angry

“Did Sebastian send you?”

His head tilted.

It felt as though he suffocated all the air out of the room with his mere presence.

I backed up.

His hand came up.

He pointed at my phone.

I looked down.

Then back at him.

“What?”

He pointed again.

The message was still on the screen.

I read it out loud.

“Sullivan got early release.”

I looked back at him.

Wha-

My mouth dropped open and my chest squeezed until there was no air left in my lungs.

The lights go out.

No!

I moved forward to where he was standing before.

My hand latched onto something.

Something hard and muscular.

His forearm I’m assuming.

“Wait.”

I knew I was right next to him so I used my other hand to try and maneuver him to be against the wall in the darkness.