“What are you doing?” Mei shouted from behind him, her hands on his shoulders, trying to pull him away.
Ian whirled around. Without thinking, he swung the weapon from Mei and Vince. They threw their hands up in surrender, confusion and fear radiating off them in waves.
“Back off,” he told them before focusing on Regan, squeezing until she choked.
“No, stop,” Mei tried again, and Vince added to the chorus, pleading with him to tell them what had happened.
Ian hated saying it out loud. But it made it real, Regan’s betrayal. “She’s a goddamn traitor.” His grip on her throat loosened enough to allow her to answer. “Isn’t that right? Tell them, or I swear to Christ, I’ll kill you.”
Regan shook her head, the desperation and fear in her eyes growing. “No, Ian,” she gasped, but Ian heard the
