Osman stood beside Candice, eyes sharp and jaw tight. He pulled her back a step, placing himself between her and Zander.

“You’re not going anywhere with him,” Osman said.

Candice yanked her hand free. “Let go of me.”

“I won’t,” he snapped. “Not into something like this.”

Zander watched the exchange with open amusement. “It seems the decision has been made for you.”

Candice glared at Osman. “This is not your call.”

“And getting yourself dragged into a ...