[Sadrain]

November 24th, Knoxville.

Ryan's eyes widened in surprise as he felt her respond. The squeeze was light, but certainly there, just like smile on her lips. It felt... so wrong, though, that she was reassuring him, trying to make him feel better, although she was the victim here and all he had done for Alice could seem rather selfish.

As her soft voice resounded in his mind, he felt as if someone had stabbed him. Ryan was sure Alice knew what was going on, yet she tanked him, as if he had done some great kindness to her... And in that moment, he came to a decision. It wasn't one of those things you think about long and hard, ideas like these simply appears in your head, and you go with the flow, not thinking if it is wise, or what outcome it will have.

Ryan stood up, letting go of the girl's hand and glanced at the man. He was still busy discussing something over the phone, much to Ryan's relief. Quickly, he changed his position, now behind the wheelchair and moved towards the door. Relying on left arm, he led the chair, and grabbed envelope on the table, stuffing it in his pocket swiftly. Few more moments, and they were out the apartment. Thankfully, the wheels did not make much noise, and the man did not pay any attention to Ryan leaving - after all, he had no reason to linger here

Ryan ran full speed, few times nearly tripping. At car, he pulled her out of chair and put her in the backseat, buckled the belt up, trying to be careful and gentle, but his mind was occupied with few hundred of possible escape routes and plans. After a bit of struggle (mostly due to rushing), he managed to put the wheelchair in the car bad he got in the front seat. This time, he wasn't so careful with driving, but speeded down the street, heading to a part of the town he knew he would get a new car with number this organisation wouldn't find out right away.