Chapter 49
- Jace
- We reached the house of the FBI guy and stopped in front of the door. My tension picked up a notch when he lifted his hand and slowly pushed the door handle. I held my breath, and my hand tightened its hold over the weapon. A part of me was concerned he was trying to lure me into a trap, but the other knew he wouldn’t have tried to run away if that was the case.
- The door slid, opening a fairly good view of the space inside.