A crashing sound behind me made me flinch, but then my back slammed down hard on the coffee table, the impact making it crack, and then Nick was there, on top of me, holding down both my hands beside my head. His face inches away from mine as he yelled at me. “I tried so hard to get that rascal out of your mind. Stuck that note in the bulletin so you wouldn’t trust him, paid those men to scare you so I could come and rescue you from them, be your hero again. But those fucking bastards ...