— CASSIAN |
I didn't let go of her hand until we were inside.
Then I slammed the door so hard the frame cracked.
She jumped.
Good.
She should be afraid.
"What the hell were you thinking?" I demanded.
"I was thinking about freedom."
"You were thinking about suicide."
"It's the same thing in here."
I grabbed her shoulders. Pulled her close. Close enough to see every flicker of defiance in her eyes.
"Do you have any idea what's out there?" My voice was cold. Dead. The tone I used before I killed someone. "Any idea what would've happened if you'd made it through that fence?"
"I'd be free."
"You'd be dead."
"You keep saying that."
"Because it's true!" I shook her. Not hard. But enough to make my point. "The second you step outside these walls, you're marked. Every enemy I have w
