Eden was careful not to react as Marco guided her inside past half-raised steel beams, but through the spaces in the incomplete walls, she could see something that made the hairs on the back of her neck rise to attention. Goosebumps prickled over her skin in a cold wave, and it took her a few more seconds than usual to school her body back into submission and rid it of all evidence of banal fear.
This was no time to lose her nerve, not even if Puck was currently folded over a work table with his arms twisted behind his back by someone in a lovely suit and tie. There was also a gun in his mouth, and the hand attached to it led to another man in even more flattering formal wear. Tailored, for sure.
"Hello," the man greeted her, and Eden saw his eyes scan her entire body from head to toe a
