“Do not,” Helion ordered.
Makarios grunted as if Dr. Helion’s preferences were no longer of any concern.
I couldn’t help but offer her a small smile, completely out of character for an ambassador’s personal guard.
Niklas made a sound of affirmation, a pseudo-grunt. “I’m sure Dr. Helion is pleased by your offer of assistance.”
Everyone looked to Helion, whose lips were in a thin line as he nodded once. Perhaps he was afraid to open his mouth and ruin it all by pissing off Gwen. It was a possibility.
“On one condition.”
Gwen’s statement had Niklas taking a step in her direction. “What is this condition?”
“You, you and you.” She pointed at me, Niklas and Ander. “The guards, too. I believe you were all at Jessica’s party the other night.”
I bowed my head slightly in confirmation.
“You
