I finished getting dressed. I then dashed around my closet to get the bare essentials, tearing at hangers, opening drawers and not closing them, shoving things into the first piece of luggage I could grab—a carry-on.

A carry-on bag.

My heart started feeling funny.

I ran to the bathroom just in time for Sylvie to shove a variety of packed cosmetics bags in my lonely piece of luggage.

We moved out of the room, me fast, Sylvie behind me coming slower.

That’s when I smelled it.

Gasoline.

I stopped dead in my hallway when I saw him.

Ghost walking toward me, a filled body bag over his shoulder.

Now Ghost—his gaze glancing off me as he passed—his expression was inscrutable.

I sensed motion in the hall and looked down it to see Knight come toward me from the great room.

He approached, stopping in front of me.

“You died tonight, Livvie.”

I put a hand to the wall but didn’t tear my gaze from Knight.

Sebring.

He wasn’t making me free.

He was making me free.

“You,” I said softly, saying no more.

Knight got me.

“I’ll be good knowin’ my brother is happy.”

My heart kept feeling funny but I knew what the feeling was in my eyes.

Tears stinging.

For me to be free, we were disappearing. No roads could lead to us. Too dangerous.

I was getting Nick.

Nick was losing his family.

I couldn’t do that. Nick had worked hard at earning back his family.

“I can’t—” I began.

“You think I finally got him, and he finally got you, I’d let anyone keep me away?” he asked.

I swallowed.

That made me feel better.

Knight grinned at me and with that, he was almost as beautiful as his brother.

“You’ll lay low. We’ll sort shit. Then we’ll have a family reunion.”

Yes, that made me feel better.

I nodded.

“Not much time,” a man’s voice muttered and I saw the brown-headed, scarred guy moving down the hall from the back of the house.

He had a gasoline canister dangling from his fingers.

I looked back and caught it as Knight lifted his chin to the guy then grabbed my hand, reaching out to take my carry-on from Sylvie in his other.

He moved me toward the pool doors.

I looked back into a hall that now held Sylvie, Raid, Ghost and the scarred man.

“Thank you,” I called as Knight dragged me out the door.

“Don’t get bored senseless in the middle of fucking nowhere,” Sylvie called back as the door swung closed behind me.

That was not going to happen.

I felt my lips start curving.

Knight pulled me down the side of the pool until I started almost running to match him step for step, nearly surpassing him on our way to the back gate.