At the multimillionaire’s wife’s funeral, a homeless girl pointed at the casket and screamed, “She’s not dead! I saw him lock her in!” The husband sneered, “Get this lunatic out of here.” But when the lock broke and the lid slid open, what lay inside made the entire crowd freeze in terror…

the detonator before she could scramble for it. I kicked it over the edge into the darkness.

Ysella scrambled toward the ledge, perhaps intending to jump, but my operatives were already on her, pinning her to the ground and slapping heavy restraints on her wrists.

I didn’t care about her screaming. I dropped to my knees beside Mirelle, pulling a combat continue reading …