Chapter 4 Safe House: Bash
Looking around the house, Bash noticed how small it was. The living area comprised a forest green armchair and a grey couch separated by a small table. On the opposite side was a kitchenette with a table and chairs. Heat built up in his chest as he started to shake. How could Lux betray him like she had? She’d pulled a blaster on him and would have shot him if Freya hadn’t stepped in. It was absurd. He was a living human being, and he had just as much right to a life as they did. No matter what he did, they would treat him as a trophy. Nothing would change that.
When he opened the door for the private area Freya pointed out for him, the lights were already on. He removed the scraps of his shirt still clinging to his body and tossed them on the dark blue bed. Th
