Page 106 of Hell Breaks Loose

But I’ve got bigger concerns.

“You fucking witch! How?!” Marco yells into my face.

“Let me go and I’ll show you!” I shout in a strangled scream, struggling against his hand, dropping the gun in the process.

He’s too strong.

Splotches blot the edges of my vision.

“Tell me where your father’s stash is! Tell me how to access the Sinful’s lair!”

“L-lair?!” I manage to cackle, a thread of blood spattering his hand from my split lip. “You’re more deluded than I thought. Who told you there was one?”

To be honest, I thought there was one, too.

But.

I mean, I never explicitly said it to him…

“I will tear this place apart. Burn it to the ground, do you understand me—” his threat is cut short by a fist to his face from out of nowhere.

Then I’m down and gasping, clutching at my throat.

All around, people dash for cover, shouting. Fighting.

Staggering to the side, I catch a glimpse of a leather vest with a familiar insignia.

The Block. They came for me…

Which means?—

That vest is tackled to the ground by a raggedy, skeletal excuse for a human covered in tattered clothing, the remnants displaying a white-hooded death. One of Marco’s men, one of the guys who was guarding the mansion, yanks the junkie off the biker, bashing his head in.

Only to get his knees taken out by the biker he just saved.

All of it happens in an instant.

As my senses clear, I stumble to my feet, remembering to look around for Marco, to make sure I’m safe.

“Hellena. You’re safe,” a deeply familiar voice announces.

And I turn to see who rescued me.

My dreams incarnate. Wearing a tight black T-shirt, the lines of his tattoos running down the lengths of his forearms.

Black hair.

Stormy eyes.

Evan.

Posed impossibly still, staring down at his prey.

Gripping Marco by the hair with one hand. The other holding a blade to my stepfather’s throat.

But that’s not who spoke. No. The woman standing behind him, holding Sing’s gun in her hands, aimed right at me.

The minute our eyes meet, she lowers it, rushing to me, opening her arms.

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