“Lil…?” Amelia whispered.
Dominic’s jaw clenched. “You traitorous—”
Lillian pressed the gun harder against Amelia’s head. “Shut up.”
Owen cursed from the Jeep. “Are you kidding me?”
Amelia’s mind raced. “Lillian… what are you doing?”
Her sister’s face was unreadable. “What I had to.”
Dominic’s grip on his gun tightened. “You tipped them off.”
Lillian didn’t deny it.
Amelia’s chest ached. “Why?”
Her sister exhaled slowly. “You always ran, Amelia. But some of us had to stay. We had to survive.”
Pain stabbed through her. “They used you.”
Lillian’s jaw twitched. “Maybe. But at least I had a place.”
Dominic took a slow step forward. “Let her go.”
Lillian’s gun didn’t waver. “Put yours down first.”
Amelia’s pulse thundered.
Then—
A single gunshot.
Lillian’s body jerked.
Her gun
