Chapter 114 Tangled Threads

• Lena’s POV
• The quiet of the cabin echoes the impact, a bolt of anxiety coursing through me. Finn's form vanishes through the door, and I feel doubt weighing down my chest. "What if it's Beckett's men?" Whispering, my voice just above a breath.
• Jacob holds the back of the chair, his brows wrinkling as his face tightens. We have to keep sharp. Should they have located us, we cannot afford to be taken off guard.