Mixed Signals (Lovelight, #3)

by B.K. Borison

Gus grips the front of my shirt in his fist and pulls until he’s three inches away from my face. He is sweating . . . a lot. “Do you want to live, Caleb?”

Ok, you know, there is a line between "small town full of quirky characters" and "run away from the psychos" and you have crossed it.