Chapter 138
- Lucia's POV
- I shoved my gun under Sarah’s chin, the barrel shaking bad. Subway lights flickered overhead, casting her smirk in ugly shadows. Rainwater dripped from my hair, mixed with blood from my arm. Ryan hovered behind me, his breath ragged, hand on my shoulder like he knew I was one second from pulling the trigger.
- “Start talking,” I hissed. Voice cracked. Didn’t care.