Josh
I stood beside my father, watching the g*n in Lilly’s hands.
A Beretta.
Dad’s Beretta.
And it was pointed directly at Jamie.
Every instinct I had screamed at me to move.
To take her down.
To get the weapon away from her.
But I couldn’t.
Not yet.
Lilly knew exactly what we were capable of.
She’d deliberately positioned herself out of reach, keeping enough distance between herself and the three of us that none of our training mattered.
One wrong move.
One sudden movement.
And someone could die.
The question was…
Would she actually pull the trigger?
I looked at my sister.
And for the first time in my life, I genuinely believed she might.
“Jamie, what do you see in her?”
Lilly’s voice was almost conversational.
That was what frightened me most.
She wasn’t screaming a
