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Not directed at me.
At someone else.
Someone very unlucky.
"Gerald."
My heart sank.
"What about him?"
The Rangers exchanged looks.
Then Beast answered.
"He isn't trying to scare you anymore."
The words felt wrong.
Dangerous.
"What does that mean?"
Nobody spoke.
Not right away.
Then Wolf finally did.
"We think he's planning a kidnapping."
The floor might as well have vanished beneath me.
For several seconds I couldn't breathe.
Couldn't think.
Couldn't move.
The hallway felt smaller.
The air heavier.
Everything suddenly becoming terrifyingly real.
Not letters.
Not photographs.
Not threats.
Kidnapping.
Taking.
Disappearing.
The reality of it hit hard.
