Ryley stood frozen, staring at his phone as the line went dead. Adrian's venomous words still echoed in his ears.
But he wasn't about to give up.Not on Ryder.Not like this.
Without thinking, Ryley bolted out of the cabin, snatching the nearest car key.
Tires screeched against the damp earth as he sped into the endless stretch of trees, the forest swallowing him in a deafening, suffocating silence.
He didn't know the roads— not really.
Ryder had only brought him here twice, back when he still wore the identity 'Lev' like a mask.
But Ryley clung to a desperate, reckless hope; Adrian had a property nearby.
Maybe — just maybe — he was still there.
The skies cracked open, rain pouring down in relentless sheets.
Still, he pressed on.
Driven by fear. By guilt. By the raw terror of losing another person he cared about.
But just as the cabin came into view, a wall of armed men stepped into the road, guns raised and ready.
Ryley slammed the brakes hard enough to jolt his spine.
