"Are you playing games with me, old man?" I spun back around to glare at him, but my breath caught in my throat.

A heavy-set guard dragged a woman out from the rear sedan, shoving her onto the dusty pavement.

"Ginevra..." I breathed, taking an involuntary step forward before the sharp click of twelve rifles brought me back to reality.

I snapped my head toward Taylor. "What is this? You brought her out here just to execute her in front of me?"

"It would be amusing, I'll admit," Taylor replied, his tone chillingly casual. "But why add more trauma to my late friend's son? You were already so fragile when...