XVI

Adorna stiffens, gun dropping an inch before she raises it back up. “Castor incoming,” she growls.

A shuffling comes from behind, but Adrian doesn’t look around and just stares at Sauda and her team. Two men come into view, between them a blood-covered Ashleigh. Her eyes are wide in her face, and the black of her pupils take up the most space. Sauda can hear her heart beating hard and fast.

“Get your hands off of her!” Adorna’s voice drops octaves and Jordan steps forward even more. The guard behind him steps with him.

“One thing that’s stopping you is that I have this Beauty. And imagine my surprise when I found out she’s a local,” Adrian laughs.

Ashleigh looks to Adorna, trembling with tracks of tears cutting through the blood covering her face. “I will kill you,” Adorna growls.