“Nash, you have to cooperate,” Leon said firmly. Every minute wasted was another moment Celestia could be taken farther away.
Kieran, already filled with rage, slammed his hand on the table between them. The loud bang echoed through the small prison room. He gritted his teeth and stormed out, unable to keep his anger in check.
Nash watched him leave, his face unreadable. Leon stayed behind, his voice calm but serious.
“Nash, you care about your sister, right?” he asked.
Nash’s eyes narrowed. “What are you going to do?” he said coldly.
“You know I’m not that kind of man,” Leon replied. “Nerissa was like a little sister to me, too. But you know how spies work. If they think she’s a problem, they might get rid of her.”
Nash clenched his fists. His jaw tightened, but he said nothing.
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