Chapter Twenty-ThreeA torrent of gunfire erupted down the hall. Crystal’s eyes darted toward the door than back at Nathan. In that glance, he whipped Maggie up and aimed for Crystal’s head.
“Please,” he said. “I didn’t come here to hurt you.”
“I suppose Larkin discovered he had a heart and wanted me to be happy, then he had Jake killed, threw you into his body, and sent you and Octavia to kill everybody here so that I could walk away in peace. Is that what you want me to believe?”
“Jake killed me. He didn’t have a choice. He was dying. But when Russo killed him in front of you, I fought to stay. And I won. I didn’t know anything about any of this. After my training, when I learned what the Larkin Group was all about, I left. I came here to get you away from them.”
“You think you can re
