Vanessa barks out a bitter laugh with a toss of her blond hair. “You should be thanking me! That guy is a psychopath,” she spits out. “He held a knife to my throat and threatened to kill me!” My brows furrow hearing that. If that actually happened, it would have been Jude who did it for some reason. It doesn’t matter now anyway so my gaze slides down to her perfectly unmarred skin and I shrug. “But did you die?”
