Lena's POV
Viktor said I was pregnant and the rain swallowed the words, but I heard them anyway. I ran onto the roof barefoot, shouting Rhys's name, and both men turned toward me at the same time, Viktor with a gun and Rhys with blood running down his leg.
Rhys looked at me, wild and wrecked, rain streaming off his face, and for a second I thought he might drop dead right there from shock.
He said, "Lena, get back inside."
I said, "No."
Viktor smiled wide, teeth white against the dark, gun still pointed at his own head like it was a game.
Viktor said, "Congratulations, Captain, fatherhood suits you, too bad you will not live to see it."
I took three steps forward, slipped on wet concrete, caught myself, kept going until I was halfway between them.
I said, "You are lying."
Viktor
