Vespera's POV
For seven years, I'd imagined what I'd do if I found Gideon Rusk. Sometimes I pictured a knife beneath his chin; other times, a bullet between his eyes.
I'd never considered that seeing him again might make me feel twelve years old and terrified. I hated that possibility most.
"You're staring." Damon said.
"You're talking. We all have our burdens." I said.
"Callum, keep him alive, search him for weapons, and don't let anyone approach him without Maren present.” He said as he turned back to his phone.
"You're coming with me." He said after ending the call, he looked at me.
"That's an order, isn't it?" I asked.
"An observation." He said.
"Your observations sound suspiciously like orders." I said.
"And your objections sound like an attempt to avoid seeing someone you
