Chapter 10 - Rhys
Viktor had my brother on his knees in my own garage with a gun to his head, and Lena was half dressed on my couch with her mouth swollen from kissing me. The security feed on my phone showed Cole crying on concrete, Marco slumped against a pillar bleeding, and Viktor smiling straight into the camera like he knew exactly what we had been doing upstairs.
Lena grabbed my arm hard enough to bruise.
She said, "Rhys, do not, do not go down there."
I was already moving toward the drawer where I kept the spare, hands steady out of habit, brain cold and clear in a way it only got right before a fight.
I said, "Stay here, lock the door, do not open it for anyone except me."
She stepped in front of the door, arms spread, blocking me.
She said, "No, he wants me, that is the tr
