"He is," Joey breathed, letting Iestyn and Patrick calm him. "When I ran I didn't have anything. I couldn't go back to my job because I was too afraid he would hunt me down there. I couldn't go back to couch surfing because he was friends with them all. He would have killed me. I know he would have. I tried a shelter for bit, and I alternated between that and sleeping rough. I don't recommend homelessness ever, but least of all, in the middle of winter," Joey whispered.