/-Alora-/
Victor's words rang in my head like a bell that warned of death. It was hard to breathe because the air was so thick.
My heart was beating loudly, drowning everything else, even the quiet, in its loud trumpeting - except those four words: "He'll kill them."
Randall's face darkened totally, and his hands were bunched at his sides. I could almost feel how mad he was; it was like a storm that was about to happen. But the feeling that stood out the most was fear. It's not often that Randall gets scared, but this scares him.
“I’m not making any deals with Tyrone,” Randall said furiously, his voice quiet and serious. “If he thinks he can force us, he will be very surprised.”
Victor leaned against the wall and smiled as if he was sure of himself. He pretended like this was going
