Vorian POV
“You all know why you're here,” I said, voice flat as stone.
Guy 1 snarled, “That b***h tricked us!”
Guy 3 spat, “Just kill us. We’re not telling you shit.”
I believed him but I wasn’t after the bold one. I needed the weak link. So, without hesitation, I dragged the knife across his neck. Blood gushed out, spraying like a broken faucet. The others recoiled, eyes wide with horror and disbelief.
Guy 2 gasped. “Jesus f**k, man! We don’t know anything!”
Guy 1 stumbled to speak, “We just--just wanted to see if she’d show up! Rumor’s been going around you two are mates, figured opening night would draw you both out!”
My jaw clenched. s**t. I’d led her right to them.
I shouldn’t have been surprised. Word was bound to spread eventually. Oren had broken into her damn room he knew
