Donovan narrowed his eyes at Kelvin, waiting for an answer.

“I asked you a question,” he said, voice rising. “Do you value your life or not?”

Kelvin stayed quiet, staring at the floor. His jaw was tight, his face unreadable.

Donovan let out a short, dry laugh and clapped once in mock amusement. “Wow. No answer? So that’s it? You’re seriously planning to go head-to-head with Aiden?”

He leaned forward, elbows resting on his knees. “Just say it now, so I know ...