Dane
"You mean in case he kills you," she said in a dark voice.
"I mean in case of any number of things," Dane said hoarsely. "I've told you what he's like, what lengths he'll go to… but I haven't told you how he does what he does—the things he uses to control people. We need to plan for the worst and hope for the best. I'm going to tell how it works when he's putting the screws on someone. And I'm going to tell you how to endure it… whether he does it to you, or to me."
She put a hand to her mouth and pulled him even closer. They clung to each other as Dane whispered the worst of what human beings could do to each other, the means his father used to move a person, to manipulate them. And what they were going to do about it if he tried.
