Chapter 6
“Dan, don’t do it,” he says, urgently. “Don’t run.”
“Where the fuck am I going to go?” I can feel my breath hammering at my ribcage again. And what the hell does he mean? “You’rethe one who should get the hell out. You’re the one wasting your life, waiting around for fuck knows what!”
He steps forward again and takes my arm. It seems casual enough, but I can feel the grip in his fingers. He’s a strong guy. “Don’t tell me what to do. Do you hear me? I’ll wait for you forever, Dan. That’s never been in question.” He looks fierce. I can’t remember seeing him like that before. “But I’ve been thinking. I realise now that I don’t have to do that in person.”
“What?” I’m confused. “What do you mean?”