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NOWHERE TO RUN

“It’s just Liv . . . please . . . and, yeah, someone’s after me.”

“Who?”

He was studying her in a way that made her extremely uncomfortable.

“I don’t know, but it’s always been there. I’ve always known it, felt it. I think this—massacre—has something to do with me.” She raked her fingers through her hair. “I can’t explain it. I don’t have any proof. I know you won’t believe me. Why would you? But it’s a feeling I have, and it’s real. . . .”