But before he could lift it, a harsh crack resonated across the air, and Lucian staggered, grasping his arm. Jane came from the shadows, a burning revolver in her hand. “Not yet,” she answered, her voice frigid. Alexander glanced at her, surprised and distrustful. Was she an ally or simply another participant in Lucian’s deadly game?----The chilly air sliced into Alexander’s skin as he lurched onward, the adrenaline from their escape, beginning to run off. Mason maintained pace with him, gripping his side where a stray bullet had wounded him during the chaos. Behind them, Jane’s footfalls were steady, her presence, a mix of relief and worry. They took temporary refuge in an abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of the city. The warehouse inside was dark but the were lengthy shadows of brightness over the area. “Let me see,” Alexander responded, referring to Mason’s wound. “It’s nothing,” Mason groaned, but he didn’t object as Alexander tore a piece off his shirt to fashion a ma
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