Chapter 16

"Oh no," Kane said. He and Baruch raced after him, with me bringing up the rear.

We caught up in time to see Rohan leap from midway up the second flight of stairs onto Drio, tackling him. They crashed onto the main floor landing.

Drio managed to flip onto his back, but that merely allowed Rohan to pin him between his thighs.

Rohan pulled his left arm back. I tensed, waiting for his hand to curl into a fist and Drio's nose to be shattered. Instead, five short, wickedly sharp looking blades snicked out of Rohan's fingertips, with one long blade running up the entire outer edge of his arm. Like an outline. That longer blade slashed right through the center of the heart tattoo on his bicep.

Holy. Fuck.

"Finally decide to kill me?" I couldn't tell if Drio sounded anxious or hopeful.