Chapter One Hundred and Sixty- Six
The moment he stepped through the doorway, his body reacted
before his mind did.
His hand went straight for the gun hidden beneath his
jacket.
Asli had already anticipated it.
Her fingers slid toward her own weapon at the same time,
smooth, and practiced. In less than a second, the room froze, as the two guns
raised, muzzles steady, and their eyes locked.
The air thickened.
Since when had it turned into this again?
The room seemed to shrink, walls pressing closer, and breath
turning shallow.
So this was what they were now.
A flicker of something ugly crossed her chest. Was it anger,
regret, or maybe both? But she crushed it down. If anyone was to blame, it was
him. Snakes didn't get forgiven for biting.
Her finger hovered near the trigger.
"What are you doing here?" The words cut through the
silence, tight and dangerous.
His jaw clenched. The muzzle of his gun didn't waver.
"I could ask you the same thing."
