You should listen because whoever took him wanted my scent involved. They wanted you looking at me while they moved him somewhere else.
I hated that his words made sense. I hated that Petra had said almost the same thing upstairs. I hated that the part of me trained by five years of Nightfall discipline was already separating rage from evidence and seeing the shape of the trap. Ronan’s scent was too convincing. If he had truly taken Kael, he would not have left a toy behind like a calling card. Ronan was arrogant, but he was not careless.
It only made the knife harder to place.
Jax arrived at my side before I could answer. He carried a shotgun loose in one hand, pointed at the ground, which somehow made it more threatening. His gray eyes moved from me to Ronan and stayed there.
“You ha
