CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
“Jillian.” Kai was speaking to the council again.
She lifted haunted and stricken eyes to him.
“Do you have anything to say?”
“Don’t kill my children. My grandchildren. Please.”
Kai asked the others, “Any objection to the execution of the Guaranno family?”
“What? No!” She was rising, her hand in the air. “I said no! No. Don’t do that. They’re innocents. They aren’t a part of this world. My granddaughter—”
While she’d been talking, one by one the council members held up their right hands. As soon as the last one was done, Kai nodded to Tanner.
Taking out a gun, he pressed the muzzle to the back of her head and—I turned away.
Bang!
Jillian stopped protesting, and I heard a thump.
I held firm, my eyes tightly shut as I heard a soft sniffle. I couldn’t tell if it
