Chapter 9Gideon couldn’t breathe. f**k, it hurt. He was still on the floor when Adara rushed into the apartment. “Where is he?”
He tried telling her, but nothing other than a pained whine came over his lips.
“Oh, come on, Gid. I trusted you to keep him safe.”
He’d tried, hadn’t he?
Amir strolled in, his gaze jumping between Adara and Gideon only to finally settle on Adara. “Did you hurt him?”
“Nah, my guess is Jyran did.”
Gideon nodded and rolled over on all fours. “He…” He took a deep breath. “…talked to them.”
“Who?”
“A woman.” He dragged himself to his feet, not sure he’d be able to walk. He hadn’t known his body could hurt this much.
“And?”
Gideon leaned against the wall. “Wanted to trade Justin for Jyran. He said yes and ran off.”
“And you didn’t stop him.”
Gideon growled
