Chapter 12Emma’s excitement about John’s progress lasted only long enough for her to reach the second stair, on her way down to tell Michelle that it was working. Then, the fear that burned through her almost made her fall, and her hand shot out to grip the railing as she fought against the nausea rising in the back of her throat.
She recognized that fear. Not because it was her own. It wasn’t. She knew it because she’d experienced it before, in a time she’d hoped to forget, in a city she never planned on visiting again.
It came from Jesse. This was his, garroting her into near helplessness. Though he rarely let her into such tumultuous emotions after the incidents in New York with Marcus Brooker, she still recognized this particular flavor of fear.
He only felt this crippling terror wh
