Chapter 6

I answered on the fifth ring.

"If you tell me to get on another plane, I am hanging up."

"Are you bleeding?"

Kaelen waited for an answer.

No greeting. No apology. Three years of silence, and he returned sounding as if my pulse belonged on his daily report.

"Only emotionally. It is becoming expensive."

"Mira."

"Two men are dead, my atelier is ruined, and a stranger with my surname just shot through a window. Pick the part you want to be controlling about first."

Lucian took the phone from my hand.

"She is alive."

His voice stayed level.

"Your people…