Elara'S POV
Maeve disappeared around my side and spoke, “Here she is. As you wished.”
“Well done.” His voice held a raspy quality. I thought I recognized it. “You may go. Kill yourself a Penumbra boss or two.”
“Gladly.” Maeve entered my line of sight again as she moved toward the door. “And, Forrest,” she glanced at me, “make it hurt.”
I could hear the smile in his voice when he said, “I intend to.”
If I could move, I would have glared at her retreating back. The door clicked shut and silence settled over the room. For a minute, I thought he might have left through a hidden passage or another door.
“So good to see you again, Elara.” His voice made me inwardly startle. Did it really sound familiar, or was I imagining that? Obviously, he knew me. “I don’t see any further need for such
