Adrian's POV
"Sister?" Michael's voice cut through the silence like a knife. His eyes darted between Tiara and me, trying to piece together a puzzle with half the pieces missing.
I kept my gun steady, watching as confusion rippled across the faces around me. The green emergency lights made everyone look sickly, dying. Maybe we all were.
"We don't have time for family reunions," I said, checking over my shoulder. "They'll be through that door in minutes."
Tiara's face had gone blank – that perfect mask she'd perfected over the years. I'd taught her that. Another sin to add to my collection.
"You're bleeding," she said flatly.
I touched the cut on my forehead. "Not all mine."
Costa stepped forward, gun still aimed at my chest. "Where's Victor?"
"Buying us time." I nodded toward the t
