I was seated in the cafeteria early the next morning having breakfast when a shadow fell across my table. I dropped my spoon on my plate and looked up.

“What do you want?”

“Someone isn’t very happy to see me.”

“Why would I ever be happy to see you?”

“That wasn’t the case a couple of years ago,” Ryan said as he grabbed the seat opposite me and made himself comfortable. I noticed his guys weren’t around him this time.

“Exactly,” I sneered. “That was in the past.”

“Why don’t we go back to how things were before?”

“Are you crazy?” I hissed.

“Watch your mouth.” His voice was a...