The Betrayal
The silence in the room was thick enough to choke on.
Jace's hand tightened on the stock of his gun. Alice was frozen, her breath coming sharp and unsteadily. Adrian, weakened but defiant, forced himself to his feet, blood trickling from the fresh wound on his arm.
Then, the masked figure stepped forward.
Slowly, deliberately, they reached up and pulled off the mask.
Kade.
The air felt like it had been sucked out of the room.
"You?" Adrian's voice barely above a whisper, his face alight with incredulity. "You were supposed to be dead."
Kade gave a mirthless laugh as he shook his head. "That's rich, coming from you." He took one slow step forward, the gun in his hand still not raised, but also still not set back at his side. "You had one chance to choose a side, Adrian.
