Thirteen's POV
Garrett's expression hardens and he stares at me, daring me to make a move. I don't. I stand still and tense, waiting patiently for what I know is going to come.
His eyes narrow as he reads my expression. He was expecting me to be cooperative. He was expecting me to be submissive. He wasn't expecting me to fight against him. He pulls his gun from its holster and aims it at Sam.
"Make a move," He says lowly, daring me to do it. I don't have to.
I hear a loud pounding on the door behind me. Followed closely by yelling.
"Housekeeping!"
The door is thrown open with a loud crash. And I hear the clicking of heels as she walks in at a leisurely pace. Her crossbow in her hands and aimed at Garrett. There's a deadly smile on her face.
"Don't worry," Lily says. "I've come to t
