Corvina's blade was out and pointed at her own second's throat before the man finished stepping through the grain store door.
"Don't move," Corvina said, voice shaking with barely controlled fury.
Renn, tall and composed despite the blade at his neck, raised both hands slowly. "Corvina. What is this."
"Ilona recognized your voice," Corvina said. "Directing the ambush against Wren's rescue party."
Renn's expression flickered, something calculating crossing his features before settling into resigned honesty. "Then Ilona has better hearing than I gave her credit for."
The room went cold and silent.
"You're not denying it," Kane said, stepping closer, hand near his own blade.
"Denying it accomplishes nothing at this point," Renn said, meeting Corvina's furious gaze steadily. "You've alr
