"Actually." Cylan braced on the truck door and looked straight at Shade. "Deonte is freaking out because of everything. But he also said they're not coming out until Dalia sees her."
He turned toward me. "Specifically her."
I jerked my head up. "What?"
"They're staying locked in until you show up."
Shade turned fast, shoulders rolling back like he was ready to rip through anyone who got in his way. "No. Absolutely not."
Cylan was the only one who would talk back to Shade. It always amazed me when he did. Even more so when Shade didn't punch him in the face each time it happened. He growled under his breath before he kicked off the truck. "Then what the hell are we supposed to do, Shade? This isn't stopping until she talks to Dalia. You really think Deonte's gonna back down with her in
