On what felt like my five-hundredth pass around the room, the door opens, and Ryder steps in. “Let’s go,” he barks, his face giving nothing away. I know if he got the chance, he would be the one to kill me. I could see the hate simmering in his eyes, just waiting to be unleashed.
I reluctantly follow behind him, and I don’t know if I’m walking into a m******e or not. I knew I was telling the truth, but did Les want to believe me, or did she want me dead for lying to her?
He leads me into a conference room where everyone is already seated, Alessa at the head of the table, Evander at the other end, so they face each other. I take a closer look at Alessa and notice how pale she is. Ryder points me to a seat on her right before leaning against the table behind Alessa with Dexton, both with a
