— MARA
The shots had stopped three hours ago.
I'd spent those three hours locked in my room while chaos erupted below. Shouting. Running footsteps. The sharp c***k of weapons that made my nurse instincts scream to help and my survival instincts scream to hide.
I'd chosen hiding.
Coward.
Now the house was silent again. Too silent. The kind of silence that came after violence, thick and heavy and wrong.
No one had come to check on me. No guards. No Mrs. Kovac. Not even Cassian.
Which meant either they'd forgotten about me, or they were all dead.
Neither option was comforting.
I pressed my ear to the door. Listened.
Nothing.
I tried the handle.
Unlocked.
Of course. Our bargain. No locked doors except at night.
I wondered if that still applied after an attack.
Only one way to f
