Chapter 185
- The room was heavy with the scent of gunpowder, the air thick with tension.
- Brayden stood frozen, his heart pounding in his chest as he stared at Vernon, who stood across from him, cold and unmoving.
- Ryder’s painful cry still echoed in Brayden’s ears, and every instinct inside him screamed to save the young man, but Vernon’s words hung like chains around his neck.