“Nothing.”
“You know I’m not going to be happy with a ‘nothing,’” I pointed out.
“I know that very well, but it’ll have to wait.” He winced when he touched his forehead.
I tsked. “You poor thing. What happened?”
“Your cousin happened. Or one of his men. Ciaran and I were ambushed while Han and Nico were disabling their security.”
“Who’s Nico?” I asked, helping him sit up before moving over to remove Han’s bonds.
“Another Horseman.” Merrick wiped blood from his face, and glanced around the room, stiffening. “Where are the others?”
“Ciaran is downstairs. He’s out, but he’s breathing, so I assume he’s OK. I don’t know where this Nico person is.”
Merrick leaped to his feet, an act that he clearly regretted when he wobbled a little, clutching me for a few seconds before regaining his ba
