Liam tightened his grip on Adrian’s arm as they dragged him up the narrow staircase. Adrian’s feet scraped against the cold stone floor, but he didn’t resist. His expression was calm, almost amused.
“You’re making a mistake,” Adrian murmured.
Mia, walking just ahead, shot him a cold look over her shoulder. “The only mistake was letting you live this long.”
Adrian’s smile darkened. “You sound angry.”
“I’m beyond angry,” Mia snapped. “I’m done.”
They reached the top of the staircase and stepped back into the main hallway of the chateau. Dain was waiting for them, leaning casually against the wall with a gun holstered at his side. His eyes sharpened when he saw Adrian.
“Alive?” Dain raised an eyebrow.
“Unfortunately,” Liam replied, shoving Adrian forward.
Dain’s smile was cold. “Pity.
