“I’m doing it to protect our life!” Locke growls softly, leaning down so his face is inches from mine, his dark gaze burning into my soul. “Every single hour that lab stays active on Route 9 is an hour Knox gets to plan his next move against you.”
“Me?”
“Yes, Zara – you,” Locke says. “He’s sitting out there in the dark, gathering resources, waiting for an opening to strike at this family again. I am not waiting for him to come to our front door. I’m taking the fight to his.”
Before I can respond, a loud, violent sound shatters the heavy air of the room.
Jade slams both flat palms against the heavy oak table again, harder this time, the noise echoing like a gunshot.
“Look at me, you stubborn son of a b***h!” Jade screams at Mayhem, her sharp, glamorous composure completely shattering r
