Chapter 79 Cillian Dies

• JUNIPER’S POV:
• I’m crammed between two burly men in the backseat of the SUV. The air inside the car reeks of cigarettes and sweat, making it hard to breathe. My heart pounds in my chest as I struggle hard against the man who has his hand covering my mouth, but he doesn’t let up. I bite his palm, causing him to yelp in pain and pull away from me.
• “You little—!” He grabs my hand, twisting it behind me, and the other man glares at me.