Chapter 356

[Cordelia]

The cold barrel of a gun presses against my back.

They must be bluffing. They can't seriously mean to shoot me.

Can they?

"Continue to cure the girl, or we will shoot," the man standing behind me demands, his familiar voice no longer giving me hope.

"Sasha, what are you doing?" I hiss. "How could you..."

"Shhh," he whispers in my ear. "I'm doing my job. Trust me."

Trust him? He's literally holding a gun to my back and he wants me to trust him. "Have you gone mad?"

The sound of the safety clicking off is loud, reverberating through the room and I stiffen.

"Your hands on the patient, Mrs. Steele," the overhead voice urges. "Or my associate will give you something more personal to heal."

"And if I refuse?"

"I'm sorry," is the only warning I get before Sasha fires the gun and I stumble forward, my body expecting the painful impact of the bullet at close range. Whatever he did will leave a bruise, but at least I'm not bleeding.

"Close your eyes," he whispers. "I need to make