Todd groaned. “I really am tired of your kind. And you, you sick bastard—“ he gave Raleigh another jab “—you employ them.”
Without warning, Raleigh shoved against Todd. In one quick move, Todd twisted his handgun around and slammed the butt end into Raleigh’s temple, dropping the man at his feet. A split second later, the gun was trained back on Jah’lar.
“C’mon, Nick.”
Without taking his eyes from Todd, Jah’lar held a hand low and slightly away from his body. “Stay where you are.” He smiled at Todd. “I have control, not you.”
“Nick! Now!” Todd barked.
“You knew about this.” Jah’lar and hissed as the palest kid Todd had ever seen moved away from a shadowed corner of the room. He was tall, lanky, with nearly translucent eyes and snow-white hair.
The kid flinched away, gaze darting frantically between Jah’lar and Nick, shaking his head. He pointed at Nick. “He, they—”
“Adam, shut up,” Nick snapped at the kid. “You’ll make it worse.”