An Unlikely Saviour

Kira sat on the edge of the seat in the black sedan parked by the side of a quiet road. Ryan was in the driver’s seat. He put both feet up on the dashboard and closed his eyes, tapping his fingers to the rhythm of a synth-pop song blasting from the car stereo. Kira cleared her throat. ‘Um, thank you for saving me earlier.’ She had been shocked beyond words when she saw Ryan in that room. She just met the man once before and didn’t even know his name. ‘My pleasure.’ Ryan opened one eye to look at Kira’s reflection in the rearview mirror. ‘Are you…hurt?’ The man had broken through the second-floor window to get to her. Kira spotted two shallow cuts on his forearm. Ryan waved a hand dismissively. ‘I’m fine.’ ‘Can I borrow your phone?’ ‘What for?’ ‘To call the police.’ The kids must still be back at the house. Kira knew there was zero chance of her saving them single-handedly. ‘Concerned about the kids?’ Ryan asked. She nodded nervously. ‘They are fine. Don’t worry.’ Kira wanted to ask how