But it was already too late for Jason to take his words back.
From what he’d just said, Martin could easily tell—Aimee and Cathy weren’t with Jason anymore.
They’d been taken by someone else.
And from the way Jason spoke, that “someone” sounded terrifyingly strong.
Could there really be another major faction out here? Martin wondered grimly.
He glanced toward Troy, giving him a questioning look. Troy had been here longer—if anyone knew the lay of the land, it should’ve been him.
But Troy only sighed and shook his head. He didn’t know either.
Martin turned back to Jason, hoping to push him further, but Jason sneered coldly.
“Don’t think you can trick me again. I won’t say another word. Let me go now, and I can promise they’ll be fine. But if I die—” he smiled with blood-stained teet
