Roland stood frozen behind the bench in the airport, heartbeat racing.
A time bomb going off any moment from now?
His fingers curled tight around the phone. “Nyx. Axel, you have to contact Axel immediately.”
“Already did. He’s on it as we speak,” she said. Her voice trailed off.
Silence settled over the phone for a second, and then she spoke again. “He just texted, the bomb goes off in three minutes. Roland, get out of there.”
Roland’s heart tightened in his chest. He looked forward and met Zoey’s gaze. The two men beside her were still seated.
He turned around at the ones positioned at diverse corners of the airport, staring towards him. It didn’t make any sense. A time bomb goes off in three minutes. Why weren’t they moving?
“Nyx,” Roland pressed the phone tight to his ear. “Con
