Chapter 118 Shadows Of Betrayal

• Cormac turned slightly, his angular face sharply shadowed by the low bulb above casting. "No more mistakes," he said slowly and stepped forward, his boots softly thudding against the concrete floor. “And in return for your loyalty, I suppose you have needs.”
• Sofie paused. Her eyes dropped to her hands, precisely groomed and barely shaking.
• Indeed, she said softly. "I want you to guard me... from her."