Nobody spoke as they walked out of the park. The silence felt full of questions. Danielle could feel their eyes on her.
"What... What are we going to do about... the..." Body? It wasn't really him anymore, was it? It was just a body now, right?
Emory’s voice was grim. “We’ll take care of it. Quietly.”
Danielle didn’t look back. She didn’t want to see it again. She hadn’t just killed someone. She’d ended something twisted, something corrupted. But that didn’t make her feel any better.
The younger guard cleared his throat, his voice uncertain. “Was that really a Hunter?”
Connor shot him a sharp look. “Don’t ask questions you’re not ready to handle the answers to.”
Seth stayed beside her, close enough to protect but not close enough to smother. He hadn't said much since it happened. Not
