Lauren froze, every muscle in her body screaming to run. But running meant turning her back on Liam.

And she had a gun.

"Liam." She kept her voice steady even as her heart hammered against her ribs. "What are you doing here?"

"Why wouldn't I be here?" He moved slowly toward her after locking the door he came through, and Lauren's hand slipped into her purse, tightening on the gun still hidden inside.

"Don't come any closer." She stayed near the door, not moving further into the room. Wyatt ...