Jade's pov

I had made to run away again before the very familiar voice I wanted to hear that night spoke up. 

"It's me, Jade," Saint said, still covering my mouth. "Don't scream."

He removed his hand and I turned to look at his face. I felt a huge relief seeing him and from his expression, it was possible he felt the same way. 

"Saint..." I trailed off. "I.. uh...still got the briefcase," I said quietly. "I'm sorry I-" 

"Are you okay?" He asked me lifting my ...