Leila stared at the weapons, her heart pounding in her chest. This wasn’t the world she knew. She had spent years living a life far removed from violence and danger, but now it was clear that her father’s shadowy past had brought her straight into it.
Eric handed her a small handgun, his expression serious. “You’re going to need this.”
Leila recoiled slightly. She had never held a gun in her life, let alone used one. “I… I can’t.”
“You don’t have a choice anymore,” Eric said, his voice grim. “If Marcus and his people find us, they won’t hesitate. They’ll kill you, Leila. And Sophie, too.”
Sophie stiffened at Eric’s words, her face pale. “Kill us? You didn’t say anything about them wanting to kill us!”
Eric shot her a look. “This isn’t a game, Sophie. Marcus doesn’t care about collater
