I looked Ryker up and down. He's back in his bloody clothes he came in with. His face is white. "Hey." I reached out for his hand. "Do you need to sit down? You look like you're about to pass out."
He took my hand, yanked me into his arms. "I'll kill her if she touches you." His voice was a rumble through his chest as his breath moved through the strands of my hair.
"I'm glad. I'll kill her if she touches you, too." I swallowed. "Just for clarification, who is she?"
"Antonia de Silva."
I jolted. "Silva. Like Sylvia? The woman Angela was going on about?"
He just hugged me tighter. "I guess. We're going to take Antonia off the map, so let's hope it's the same woman. Otherwise, we'll have two bodies to vanish."
I pulled back from his arms enough to look up into his face. "What are you
