Chapter 61 - The Choosing

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The television flickered so quietly that you could probably even hear the pitter-patter of a mouse

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The television flickered so quietly that you could probably even hear the pitter-patter of a mouse. The flickering light of the pictures only dimly illuminated the living room and the glow of the dancing flames in the stone fireplace.

But there was no room in Ryker's head to follow the flickering conversation on the screen for more than a few seconds.

He glanced back at the window from which he had seen the figure before and from there to the others. Alert and restless, almost paranoid, he peered into the night, as tensely watchful as the sheepdog at the door. Anger still seethed in his veins, straining his already tense nerves even more, as his concern for Eve was driving him crazy.

What was that all about?

Why was the person lurking around out there like a criminal?

Was it Dylan, or had he sent someone else?

Did he follow her all the time, or did he come by from time to time?

Why didn't he show himself? Was he afraid of Eve's reaction?

Was he going to check on Eve and Liam?

Would he look for Eve?

Did he have a chance of finding her?

Countless questions made it impossible for him even to begin finding peace. As if the sea of his feelings and thoughts wasn't already turbulent enough.

In his delirium, between seething anger and worry, he stormed up the stairs when he got home to check on Liam. Fortunately, everything was fine with the boy. Liam hadn't noticed any of the commotion - luckily, otherwise, Ray would have needed an explanation. After all, he had shouted his father's name into the night to get the fleeing figure to stop. But apparently, the game really exhausted Liam. Sometimes, the children's deep sleep was a blessing because he didn't seem to realize anything was wrong.

The incident outside the house still weighed heavily on Ray's mind, even though Chief had stopped barking some time ago. Now, the dog was in front of the fireplace, getting some well-deserved warmth. Ray had thought long and hard about leaving him outside... but in the end, he was concerned for the dog's welfare. Eve would certainly have ripped his head off if anything had happened to her son or the dog.

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