"Why are you here for her?" The man's voice was low, suspicious. His dark gaze locked onto Liana as if he could see through her, searching for the truth.
For a brief second, Liana's heart skipped a beat. Jason’s presence at her side barely registered as she released his arm and moved swiftly toward the trembling girl. She was small, blonde, and teetering on the edge of panic, her blue eyes wide and darting nervously between Liana and the men surrounding them.
"Hey!" Liana called out softly, trying to inject a sense of calm into her voice. She took the girl's hands gently but firmly, towering over her by more than a foot. "I've been looking everywhere for you. Where did you go?"
The girl's gaze flickered nervously towards the other men who had started to inch closer, their tattooed arms
