He couldn't afford to lose it right now. Getting Lillian the fuck out of there before anything happened to her was his priority. "I don't know," Jason said. Tristan turned back to the window, his eyes locked on the doors to Teplo. People flowed in and out of the club in groups, some clinging to their partners, others stumbling around. Not a single one of them looked anything like his ballerina. "Where are you?" he asked, watching as another group poured out of the doors, and then another. Seconds ticked by. A full minute. Lillian still didn't emerge. "Ames." Kincaid's voice was a soft murmur through the radio. "Yeah?" "It's the big fucker with the weird name." "Malachi?" Tristan asked, snatching up the portable. "Yeah, that one. He's waiting for something." Malachi. Something was wrong. Really fucking wrong. Lillian.
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