Page 66 of Property of Riot


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Ledger’s entire body goes rigid.He stands in one fluid motion, stepping between me and the door.

“Stay,” he whispers without looking back.

I nod, heart hammering all over again.

He opens the door a crack.

“It’s me,” Shaft’s voice mutters.

Ledger relaxes by half an inch and swings the door open wider.Shaft walks inside, looking grim.

“What’s wrong?”Riot asks.

Shaft glances at me, then lowers his voice.“We caught someone on the cameras.”

Riot’s shoulders snap tight.“Where?”

“Back road.Half a mile from the cabin.”

My breath freezes.

Riot steps forward.“Same guy as before?”

“Maybe.Hard to tell.Hoodie.Could’ve been him.”

“Did he see the cameras?”

“Don’t think so.”

“What was he doing?”

Shaft hesitates.

Riot’s voice turns lethal.“What was he doing?”

“Waiting,” Shaft says.“Just standing at the tree line.Watching the road.”

A violent chill runs through me.

Riot swears under his breath a low, vicious sound I feel in my bones.

He turns to me, anger barely held back.“Pack your things.”

My pulse spikes.“What?Why?”

“We’re movin’.”

“But—”

“This place has eyes on it now that don’t want to go away,” he snarls.“We’re not staying in a target zone.”

Shaft nods.“We’ll bring the truck around.”

Riot turns to me.He holds out a hand.“You trust me to keep you safe?”

Not a command.

Not an ultimatum.