Becky’s POV
Before I could respond, the chilly hand on my arm pulled me backward. The world turned around me and panic shot through my chest; I forced myself to inhale. Becky, keep cool. Keep quiet.
I struggled to twist free, but the grasp tightened nearly painfully. Leo's eyes locked with me, wild with wrath, but he was caught—held by two more of The Broker's men. I could also see the worry in him for a single second—panic for me.
But I was not the timid, terrified girl I had been when this all started. This time I was not going to fall apart.
"Get your hands off of her!" Leo snipped, trying to break free. Tensing his muscles, veins sprang out of his neck as he battled the men dragging him down. He had that fire in his eyes, the one that both calmed me down and terrified me equally. H
