Alina’s pulse thundered in her ears as Adrian’s words sank in.
*"If you don’t cooperate, Damon dies."*
The car’s engine purred beneath them, the road stretching into the abyss of the night. Cold air seeped through the barely cracked window, but Alina’s body burned with a mix of fear and fury.
She couldn’t let Damon die.
But giving Adrian access to the drive meant giving him power—power that could destroy more lives than just Damon’s.
Alina forced herself to breathe evenly. Think. She had to be smart about this.
"How do I know you won’t kill Damon anyway?" she asked, testing his reaction.
Adrian chuckled, glancing at her through the rearview mirror. "Ah, now you’re thinking like me. I like that."
Alina clenched her jaw.
Adrian continued, his voice smooth as silk.
