“Where is my sister?” She hissed between her teeth.
Gissrn smirked at her, though it was weak and pained. “Your sister was screaming and bleeding on my cock. And you will too!”
Garnet sobbed. Then screamed.
She began beating him. Vicious. Violent. Aiming for his face. His neck. When his hands tried to lift to protect himself there, she kicked for his cock again.
This bastard put his hands on her sister. She was going to kill him!
She wasgoing to kill him!
Garnet sobbed as she struck, blow after blow. His screaming stopped and he was folding over himself, shaking and trembling as she aimed for his skull. She was going to bash it in if she had to break her own hands in the process!
The snare of silk catching around her wrist as she lifted her hand brought her up short.
She looked up, snarling. The familiar flash of crimson took a moment to register through the mindless rage burning through her.
Tanin’s ribbon. Caught onher.
She turned her head, following it back to the male himself.
Tanin had climbed up to the second level. She didn’t know what happened with Neelai, but a brief glance past the rail showed that he was laid up against the wall, slumped down and unmoving. She focused back on Tanin.
“Let me go.”
“You’re going to kill him.”
“Good! Let me go!”
“You do not have permission.”
“Did you hear what he said about mysister?!”
“Goldie is fine.”
“You don’t know that!” Her voice broke, horror and guilt choking her.
Her sister…
She…
Garnet hadn’t been here to protect her, and she’d been hurt!
Tanin, however, remained calm. “Alred would have known that the others were compromised when they came in. He would have warned Goldie to run before they got to her. Gissrn is lying to you.”
“You don’t know that…” Garnet repeated softly, voice broken, shaking.
“I do know that. I know my crew. Alred securing Goldie’s safety would be the first thing he did. If he had failed, he wouldn’t have gone into his core. He would do whatever he needed to make sure she was safefirst. She’s probably in the shelter room. Waiting for you.”
Garnet was crying, the tears trickling quickly down her cheeks. She wanted to believe him. She needed to believe him. If Gissrn’s words were true…
“Tanin, I…” Words failed her as she sniffed weakly.
“You do not have permission to kill him,” he said repeated. “Drop the shock stick.”
Garnet’s grip tightened for just a second. Refusing to let go.
Tanin’s gaze was calm and steady. Commanding. She had agreed to live by his rules, and this was one of them. She wanted to kill Gissrn. For what he might have done to Goldie. For even threatening it. For having them kidnapped in the first place. Tanin couldn’t possibly judge her for that. He couldn’t condemn her for killing a male who deserved it this much.