“Of course I know. Everyone fucking knows, Granger,” he scoffed, grabbing her other wrist and pulling her in until her face was inches from his. “But I’m talking about a different type of fear. Not the fleeting, adrenaline rush fear you experience with your dumbarse friends. I’m talking about the constantly looking over your shoulder, second guessing every decision, lay awake at night kind of fear. When fear is an emotion you feel every fucking minute of every fucking day.”