Chapter 642

‘Kira.’ Gideon was almost crooning. ‘If I have to die tonight, I want it to be by your hands.’

‘Don’t try to make me a murderer!’ she shouted. ‘I’m not like you!’

The muzzle of Austyn’s gun was pressed directly against Gideon’s chest.

Austyn’s voice was colder than the Arctic wind. ‘She may not have...