the harsh light spil

ed through the ruined doorway. He looked lik

thorne stepped over the shattered wooden door

elyn's phone signal the moment she entered the building. Gus stepped forward and kicked the massive corner speaker

All the color drained from their faces. They lo

men stuttered, backing up so fast

. His victorious smile melted into absolute horror. His k

oom like a physical blade

oward the floor, her eyes

position, the veins on his forehead bulged. A viol

om. His leather shoes hit the floor with

him, her brain co

clamped around her upper arm. He yanked

an's voice was a low, terrifying growl.

d turned her head away, refusing to let h

y shielding her from the dirty stares of the men in the

e... Uncle Julian. What are you doing here? I wa

ld finish his sent

t and grabbed the collar of Preston's shirt. He

k and drove his fist directly i

ack echoed in

ensive white shirt. Julian let go, and Preston flew backward, crashing ha

led backward on her hands and knees and hi

the broken glass. Julian lifted his heavy leather shoe and pressed it

n, grabbed a handful of Preston's blood

little games, and you dare tell her to kneel?" Julian's

ver do it again!" Preston sobbed hyst

etting his head drop back onto the carpet. Julian stood up straight. He re

d off his knuckles. His

oked. Get out of New Yo

ead. He looked like he was going to p

athe. They were paralyzed by th

directly onto Preston's face. He tur

still froze

s thick arm around the back of her knees, and hoisted her up into

ed the wind out of her. She started kicking her

ed her hard on the backside. It was a

of the destroyed VIP room, carrying her away whi