How I wanted to say no, but I could only nod, because I knew Peter better than anyone. He might not be in sight just yet, but he was certainly coming and there was nothing any of us could do to stop that.

"He won't just let me get away," I said, then rubbed the back of my hand against my nose. "He's angry with me for growing up and he's angry with anyone else I might care for."

Which meant we were all in danger.

"I think we're safer here than anywhere."