RaineThe hum of the SUV's engine is the only thing keeping me from screaming. My nails burrow deep into the seat's leather as the city whizzes by outside the windows, neon lights blurring into streaks of color.Cassian turns to me, elbows on knees, staring at the floor as though if he just lifts his head, the whole night will disintegrate. Malik's driving, jaw set, glancing into mirrors every three seconds."Speak to me," I said finally, my voice slicing as glass.Cassian doesn't lift his head. "What about?""About how we shut her down. No more half-truths, no more damage control—how do we finish Sierra?He looks up then, and the darkness in his eyes makes my breath cease. "Killing her is not the problem at all," he said quietly. "It's what she's willing to bury to get through to us.""She's already burned everything," I fired back. "The safe house, the board, my life. Julian. What else is there left to be burnt?"His lips twist, a half-hearted attempt at smiling, but there's no humo
RaineThe first thing that I know is the heavyweight.Not pain, not even breathe. Just... weight. Pressing me hard into the earth, forcing itself into my chest so that I'm not sure if my eyes are open or not.Something warm trickles over my lips. Metallic. Thick. Blood.Sound creeps back in—hollow thuds, distant screams, and that piercing sound that makes the world spin on its side.I try to fight, but my arms won't move. My right leg is trapped under something hard."Raine!"The cry cuts through the chaos like a firework exploding in darkness.Cassian.My heart flutters in waves.I moved my head towards him, wincing through the thick smoke. His silhouette appears—limping, staggering—his face smeared with grime, blood drying along his jaw. His shirt is ripped open at the shoulder, crimson staining his clothes.He's alive. Barely."Stay still," he coughs, stumbling to me. He sticks his shoulder under the slab, pinning my leg down, and heaves. His ribs groan in his shirt; his teeth grin
RaineI don't know what hits me—the roar of the explosion behind us or the oppressive silence that follows.Smoke pours through the air like fingers around a throat, and for a full second, I can’t hear a damn thing. Only the beat pounding in my ears and the reverberation of Cassian's last scream.We make our way down the hallway of the safehouse—me, Malik, and the burden of everything we've lost behind us. My hand still clutches the flash drive Roman Creed threw at me before the blast. It's warm. Too warm.Cassian was right behind me.He was right behind me."Where is he?" I spin, nearly collapsing on the ash-encrusted floor. "Cassian?!"Malik grasps my arm. "He didn't make it out alive.""No." I shake my head in fierce denial. "No, he was there. He was running with us—he—""There's nothing left of the room, Raine." Malik's voice cracks. "You go back in there, and you'll die also."He utters it as a fact, as if it were something inscribed in the marrow of time. But my mind rebels agai
Raine"You're shaking."I can barely hear Cassian’s voice beneath the engine’s growl, but I still hear it. Felt it. My hands were visibly shaking on the wheel, speeding us down canyon road in darkness, headlight beams piercing through like cries from the depths of despair."I'm not shaking," I breathed, though I was.He coughed beside me, blood in his throat again. "You always lie to yourself when you're scared."I didn't answer. I couldn't. Because if my lips part ways, I will cry.Roman Creed was dead. Again. This time for real. I'd seen the bullet strike him. I saw the light drain from his eyes. The silence that followed had been more deafening than any explosion.We'd just made it out. Malik bleeding. Cassian half-alive. And I? I was driving like mad, without a clue where we were going."We have to stop," Cassian snarled."No," I said. "Not until we're off their radar. You know Sierra. She'll call in drones, dogs, whatever the hell she has left.""I meant you need to stop," he sai
RaineI have no idea how I stood. I have no idea what I said.I only recall the cold. The sort that seeps into bones when the world you have known shatters beneath your feet."They have my child."The words fall from my lips like a spell. Like thunder.Cassian draws his arm around me, but his warmth seems a million miles away."Are you sure?" I ask Malik fidgeting.He doesn't even blink. "She's alive, Raine. The child survived the extraction. The files we collected are time-stamped. There is biometric data, and it's a match for your DNA."Cassian is gripping the edge of the table so hard that his knuckles go white. "Why didn't anyone inform us early?Roman's features are carved out of stone. "Because I didn't know. Not until Sierra messed up two nights ago. She was communicating with Ophelia on an old encryption grid that I buried five years ago."I step back. "You buried this and forgot?""I buried her, Raine. Ophelia was supposed to be long dead."I shake my head. My hands are shaki
RaineI didn't hear the sound of a gunshot.But I felt it—lightning snapping through my skeleton.Sierra jumped back, her mouth falling open in horror. A single bloom of red burst open on her chest, spreading through the cream silk of her blouse like spilled wine.She staggered. Not back. Not yet."Roman," she rasped, as if trying to make sense of the apparition in front of her.He raised the gun again. "You should've stayed dead."I didn't wait for the next bullet. I grabbed Cassian and pulled him back from the center of the bloodbath. My heart was racing fast. Every sense screamed to run, but I couldn't—not without answers. Not without seeing this bitch break.Sierra's knees dropped to the floor."Wait," she gasped, blood trickling past her lips. "Wait—he's not who you think—"Roman shot again.This time, the bullet hit her in the throat.Silence.One last, gurgling gasp.Then her body collapsed. Twisted. Dead.Cassian shivered against me. His pulse pounded under my palm."Are you o