We split up the list on the drive home.
"Avery," I said. "My mother. My father. Elias." My hands were shaking as I counted them off. "If Marcus is willing to hurt people to protect himself, they're all in danger."
"Selene too," Killian added. "And Nadia, though she can protect herself better than most."
"How do we protect five people at once?"
"We don't do it alone." Killian was already dialing. "Unit Two. I need four more teams by morning. Full protection on the following names."
He read off the list, voice sharp and fast, the tone of a man used to giving orders that got followed without question. When he hung up, some of the tension in his shoulders had eased, just slightly.
"It's done?" I asked.
"It's started," he said. "Marcus has had years to plan this. We have hours. I won't p
