Slowly, Nathan and Harry let their weapons fall, the clatter echoing in the tense silence.

Adam stepped forward, his grin feral as he looked between them, then down at Sarah. Her breathing was ragged, her eyes locked on Nathan.

“Now the fun begins,” Adam said softly.

He reached for Sarah’s face, brushing her hair away as she flinched. Nathan’s fists clenched at his sides, rage boiling beneath the surface, but he forced himself to stay still. Every muscle in Harry’s body tensed, ...