Georgia was stuck between rock and granite.

Expose Lucy and destroy the only real chance anyone had of taking down Falcon…

Or disobey him and sign her brother’s death warrant.

And thanks to the contract binding her to Falcon, she couldn’t even lie her way out of the noose tightening around her neck.

She groaned, pressing both palms to her temples as the mental torture clawed through her skull. What the hell was she supposed to do now?

Her first instinct was to call Kain and Lucy to warn them, to tell them Falcon was hunting. But even the thought irritated her. They weren’t her responsibility. She shouldn’t have to...