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Kerrigan, Fordham, and Wynter exchanged looks. Fordham tipped his head to the door.
“Come on!” Gerrond cried. “At least release the chains. I’m telling the truth.”
“We’ll see about that, pretty,” Wynter said, twirling her knife and booping him on the nose.
He jerked back as they all exited and looked frantic. “Please, wait!”
Fordham closed the door behind them and sighed. “That was enlightening.”
“Do we believe him?” Kerrigan asked.
“I do,” Wynter said, dropping her killer act. “His aura never changed while he was explaining, except moving between terror and indignation.”
“We should check out his bags and look into his research,” Fordham said.
“I’ll see what Tieran got from his dragon,” Kerrigan said. “Because if he’s telling the truth, then he might be an ally we can use.”
Chapter Eleven
The Plan
“I’m personally offended by this meeting,” Dozan said as he slid into the room.
Kerrigan rolled her eyes. “We don’t care. Sit down.”
He stepped forward into her space, and she just tilted her head up to meet his golden gaze. “You interrogated someone without me, princess?”
“I didn’t want them dead, so I didn’t invite you,” she quipped.
He smirked. “But making them scream is the fun part.”
“And here I thought you liked to get it over with quickly.”
“Never,” he purred.
Fordham slapped his hand against Dozan’s chest and pushed him a step backward. “Take a seat.”
Dozan smirked at him. “You’re so easy to rile. Perhaps you should work on that.”
Fordham gaze was steel when he said, “Perhaps I should put my fist through your face.”
“Fordham, shut up,” Kerrigan said, placing herself between the men. Her gaze shifted to Dozan. “Why don’t you go find Wynter? She mentioned something about your stamina earlier.”
Dozan’s eyes flickered open in surprise, so quick that she might have missed it. “You’d know all about that, wouldn’t you?”
“Told her it might not be worth it,” she shot back before Fordham could punch him.
Dozan grinned. “Maybe I’ll let her find out.”
“You do that.”
Dozan arched his eyebrow at Fordham before finding his seat.
Kerrigan whirled around and pushed Fordham. “You are just letting him push your buttons.”
“He irritates me,” Fordham muttered.
“Yeah, and he knows it,” she hissed. “You’re completely on edge and need to bring it way down or we’re not going to survive this. Dozan is the least of our concerns, okay? We’re allies. We’re on the same side.”
