Chapter 6
A hand covered Maggie’s mouth before she could scream.
“Do not make a sound, or they will find you, Miss Trent,” a voice whispered urgently in Maggie’s ear. “I don’t fancy fighting four Derelict when the Siren has chosen to bring a storm upon us.”
“Mmmhmmnaa,” Maggie tried to speak against the hand.
“I will release you, Miss Trent, but I do insist you remain quiet.”
Maggie nodded as much as the stranger’s grip would allow, turning to see who had grabbed her the moment she was free.
Bertrand Wayland held a finger to his lips.
Maggie swallowed the urge to scream or punch him.
“Why the hell did you grab me like that?” Maggie hissed.
Footsteps and shouts sounded from the corner not ten feet away. This time Maggie didn’t fight as Bertrand pulled her farther into the shadows.
