The Decision
The passageway yawned in front of him, damp and narrow, with air thick as dust.
Adrian staggered.
Flora caught him before he fell, her fingers pinching his arm tight. "Hey—stay with me." Her voice came out sharp, urgent. "Don't you dare die on me, Adrian."
He expelled a harsh breath, leaning into her. "Not… planning on it." But the blood seeping into his shirt spoke another tale.
Jace strode ahead, gun raised, peering into the shadows. "How much farther?"
Alice looked back; irritation etched in the set of her jaw. "How the hell should I know?"
Jace blew out a hard breath. "I'm just saying, we can't haul Adrian through here all night. We need a plan."
Alice's gaze flashed to Adrian, then to Flora, before she muttered, "We had a plan. Until Lorne sold us out."
Flora's g
