“Yes.” The man reached out to grab his arm.
“No. No, I’m sorry.” He stepped back and gripped Chris’s elbow, afraid the man would drag him out of there.
“We have to move you. I know it’s hard but—”
“No. I’ll testify, if I’m still alive by then, but I won’t move again.”
“You have to.” The man gave him an exasperated look. “They know you’re here. A man was beaten half to death simply because he delivered your cats here, and we had to move your sister before they got to her.”
Gabriel’s legs threatened to give out. Emma. “Where is Emma?”
“She’s staying with friends, but the point is, a lot of people have been put in danger because of—”