Chapter 75

• FURIOUS
• "Riccaford? Ellie Marrie Riccaford?" He hoarses finally after an unnerving eternity that seemed to hold us, his blazing eyes drilling through my weak ones.
• A pile molds in my throat that I battle really arduously to push down. Among all the reactions I have received for being recognized as a Ricaford even in this time I am on the run, this one is the worstiest, and it is stinging me really bad. His reaction is not just fear of who I really am; it is shock absorbed in loath.