Ch8 ................... T

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After my disscusion with Jake, I spent my afternoon in total paranoia. Especially since I didn't hear from Ryan once...

I have to see him and reason with him! He can't go on ignoring the fact that he's in real danger!

These guys mean business!

I sigh. Let's face it: Ryan is not a man to let himself be intimidated or to put his principles aside ...

But then what to do?

As I look out at the New York skyscrapers through my window, hoping that the answer's written on them, my cell phone rings.

It's Ryan!

I quickly grab my phone and answer.

T:"Ryan!"

R:"Tayla ... Are you alone?"

T:"Yes..."

R:"Okay, now listen to me."

My heart thumps in my chest. What's going on now?!

R:"Meet me in the basement of the building at 7 pm sharp."

T:"Ryan, what's going on?"

R:"Just do what I tell you!"

T:"Why not in your office?"

R:"I don't have time to explain, just come."

(He's scaring me.)

T:"You're scaring me !"

R:"There's nothing to be afraid of."

I remain silent.

R:"Do you trust me ?"

T:"Yes.."

R:"Don't tell anyone about our meeting."

(Okay.)

T:"Of course, but ..."

All of sudden I hear voices behind him. He must be at one of his meetings.

R:"I have to hang up. Don't forget, 7 pm in the basement."

Ryan hangs up before I can say anything else. I gape at my phone, speechless.

Why all the mystery? What is he up to ...?






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