Mia’s breath fractured as the glass shattered. Liam’s hand curled tightly around her wrist as he dragged her down the dark hallway. Behind them, the sound of heavy footsteps and the echo of gunfire cut through the air.
“Keep moving!” Liam’s voice was sharp.
Adrian followed close behind, his expression cold and calculating. His hand slid toward the gun strapped beneath his jacket.
“We won’t make it out this way,” Adrian said darkly.
Liam’s gaze burned. “Then find another way.”
Adrian’s mouth curled faintly. “We need to split up.”
Liam’s grip on Mia’s wrist tightened. “Not happening.”
“Liam!” Adrian’s voice sharpened. “They’ll surround us if we stay together.”
Liam’s gaze darkened. “And you think I trust you enough to leave her with you?”
“You don’t have a choice.” Adrian’s gaze har
