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My sole focus is on Lorna and how her eyes gleam, shining of pure white.
The temperature in the room escalated to an overwhelming level as soon as Lorna lifted her arm. The shiny gleam of steel reflects off the crack of light in the window behind her.
She rotates her wrist. The motion as uncaring as her head falling back on a laugh like she’s forgotten she has a gun in her hand.
The woman has the nerve to look entertained by all this.
Suddenly, she snaps herself from her own reprieve. The movement as easy as flipping a coin with your thumb. Only in this situation, there are more than two ways this could end. Everything is as unpredictable as she is.
Lorna’s head cocks. The gleam in her eyes is menacing as she peers down at Madison. Who, although quiet, continues to struggle to free herself.
“But don’t worry, I made sure she was welcomed,” Lorna adds. Her voice scarily void of emotion.
This sends Madison’s attempts to escape into overdrive. Even in the muted light, I can see the red lines forming along her wrist from where the tape scrapes. Irritating her skin the more she tugs.
I doubt she feels a thing, her adrenaline like everyone else’s mounted to the maximum.
“It doesn’t have to be like this,” Silas says, and for some reason, the action catches me off guard. Or maybe it’s the fact that he’s stepped forward. Extending his arms in a surrender fashion. The same way Eli’s are held.
It’s an astonishing sight and I wouldn’t believe it if I wasn’t witnessing it with my own eyes.
“Make this easy.” Silas’s tone is as bland as his gaze.
The actions and words are startling coming from him. You’d have to be dead or as crazed as she is not to sense her wariness. The stench of insanity as strong as her perfume.
He takes another subtle step, testing his limits, easing into it and I chance a peek over at Iceman, but I regret it. More unease wraps its way around my stomach at seeing the pinched firmness on his face.
I’m watching Cole the same way he is his father. Silas’s gaze is on Lorna’s, and Sgt. Daniels has eyes on everyone.
My skin heats following his line of sight and I finally catch on. A flicker of some unknown purpose is painted across Silas’s face the closer he gets. That’s what Eli’s dad is studying.
I stare slack-jawed because that’s all I can do. Something about all of this is unnatural,artificial.
“You’re owed a prison cell without a view,” Cole spits snidely at Lorna.
“Don’t,” rushes from the side of Abram’s lips.
I’m unsure if he’s talking to Lorna or patronizing Cole for antagonizing her further. Either way, it’s a loss for everyone involved.
Not that anyone has much time to decipher it. Lorna and the gun she’s holding making the decision for us all.
Shifting, her focus goes from one Kellet to the other. The gun in her hand following the same path.
Her words are cold and stabbing. “Why?” Her mouth puckers in that faux-sincere way again. “Mad your car was totaled or is it that you ended up with a few scratches and your girlfriend’s made it out completely unscathed?”
The way she says that with such ease is as alarming as her willingness to see how wrong all this is.
“You tried to harm Rory multiple times,” Cole states effortlessly. Refusing to give her the satisfaction of being intimidated. He keeps his arms pressed to his sides even as Lorna’s finger adjusts on the trigger.
I glare, side-eyeing him.
For the first time since I’ve known him, I’m actively questioning his judgment. He’s not shortsighted but right now he’s acting as if he is.
Cole’s antagonizing her and I doubt it’ll end well for any of us.
Her face shifts, eyes dancing between us. Unlike him who seems to not care that there’s a loaded gun pointed in our direction, I take it more seriously. Especially now that it’s moved back toward me.
Lorna’s lips shift into a sneer, flicking her nose. “She seems fine to me.”
