The Hunt Begins
Lorne was the first to respond, his voice course and urgent. "We need to leave. Now." His eyes flashed toward the window as if expecting the worst to come crashing through at any moment.
Adrian didn't flinch. His jaw set, yet something in the way he stood-right there on his spot-was set in stone. "Running won't fix this," he said, the words steady but full of significance. There was an edge to his tone, as if he wasn't referring just to the immediate danger but to everything that had brought them here.
Jace, ever the pragmatist, gave a sharp shake of his head. "You don't even know who's after you. This isn't some small-time threat, Adrian." His hand hovered near the gun at his waist, a reflex more than anything else. "Running might be the only thing that keeps us breathi
