Roland’s fingers curled at his side. He looked around at the others still taking the right positions to launch an attack.
“You only have to say yes, Roland,” Michael said, eyes glistening under the overhead lights. “That’s all you have to do. Agree to serve Sage and you will be spared. Just say yes, Roland.”
“No,” Roland answered, heaving. “If what you mean is becoming a traitor like you, then I will rather die than live like that.”
“A traitor,” Michael chuckled. “Is that who you think I am?”
Roland clenched his jaw tight. “You betrayed the team, went ahead to side with Sage. What else do you call that?”
The smile on Michael’s face faded almost instantly.
“You turned your back on us.”
“No,” Michael shook his head sideways, laughed. “No Roland, you’re getting it all wrong,” He met R
