Chapter 2

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Ryan walks into the silent police station. It is weird that nobody is here since the station is usually bussing with life - phones ringing, people chatting and convicts grumbling in their cells. 

He silently walks over to the front desk, to find it just as empty. 

A man appears in Ryan's vision. He looks old, although not old enough to retire. He is wearing a police suit. 

"I'm sorry. I will have to ask you to come another time." The stranger demands with his arms crossed. 

Now that Ryan thinks about it, the suit and the old look resembles a sheriff.

But the sheriff's command makes him angry. "This isn't a problem that can wait. Lives are at stake." 

The stranger rolls his eyes at his answer, "Look I don't care about your problems, just go!" And with that, he turns around about to walk away when Ryan follows him on pure reflex. As he stands on the other side of the desk, he sees what it had saved him from seeing. 

Ryan's mouth practically hangs open in shock, and a small gasp escapes from him. The weird- sheriff-looking, man, turns around, and when he sees the young eighteen-year-old boy, trying to grasp the sight before him, he sighs, "I told you, to walk away." He takes out his gun, and before Ryan even can react, he has slammed it right in his head.


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Mila runs out of the coffee house with a fuming Peter right on her heels. Fortunately for Mila, she has been working out ever since the night at the bridge where she couldn't keep up with him. 

The streets are a blur, and people are moving to make room. She knows it's a stupid idea to look back, but she has to make sure that he's still with her. 

Although she has been spending a lot of her time in the gym, it doesn't seem to have had the effect it should've had. Peter is right behind her, almost an arm's length. 

Mila has to think fast. She has to lose him, so he runs past the police station, only to find Ryan, and hopefully, a police officer who can arrest him.

Irina, her best friend, suggested why she hadn't just called the police and make them come after him, without making this whole show. Mila wished it could have been that easy, but the second the sirens would have ringed outside Peter's house, he would be gone. So, therefore, this was the best idea they could come up with; Mila had to ask him to meet her while Ryan would explain the problem at the station. Then Mila should somehow make him angry, and make him follow her - hence what she is doing now. And at last, he would run past the station where the officer and Ryan would stand guard. 

Mila runs across the courtyard in front of the public courthouse. She looks behind her and can see that Peter is having trouble getting through the packed people mass. 

That one second she looks away, she collides with another human being. 

The stranger steadies Mila as she gets over the shock. "I'm extremely sorry." She lets out while holding her hand over her sore forehead. 

"It's okay."

 Mila immediately registers the voice as a male. 

A familiar male.

She slowly opens her eyes and comes face to face with a certain blue-eyed beauty. 

"Jace." She breathes. 

He hasn't changed one bit. His chocolate brown hair is still cut short - the bangs a little longer. Strong jaw, newly shaved. His blue eyes, shining brightly. He is truly gorgeous. Peter wasn't wrong when he used the term "pretty boy". 

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