Gregory's message burned behind my eyelids every time I blinked.
You kissed him. I warned you. Now you'll both pay.
I shoved the phone into my coat pocket before Jace could see my face. He was still coughing smoke, still gripping my hand like I might dissolve into the cold night air. Marcus was already pulling his truck around, headlights cutting through the chaos of fire trucks and emergency vehicles. The Forge was still burning, orange flames licking out of the sixth-floor windows, and somewhere out there in the darkness, Gregory was watching it all with a smile on his face.
"What did that text say?" Jace's voice was hoarse, but his grip on my hand tightened.
"Nothing new." The lie came out smooth, automatic. I'd been lying to protect him for days now, and it was starting to feel lik
