Chapter 94 Blood Ties And Broken Trust
- The voice sliced through the room like a blade—cold, familiar, with an edge that made my blood run cold. My gut tightened, my pulse quickened, but I held myself together. Not yet. Not now.
- “Did you really think it would be that easy?”
- My hand clenched at my side, fingers itching for the grip of my gun, but I didn’t draw it. Not yet.