It still hurt.

Falcon woke to a blurry sight, his head aching as though he had fallen off a ten-storey building with his skull taking the full impact. It was hard to understand anything. All he knew in that moment was pain. Then, when he managed to fully open his heavy eyelids—

It hit him.

The instant memory and understanding of what had happened, especially with what he was seeing now. What was before him had only one explanation.

He had been set up.

How else was one supposed to explain Lucy no longer in the seat where she had been, with Larson standing beside her, as well as his...