“I’ll kill you,” shouted Tyle, viciously kicking his legs towards Bess. “I’ll kill you all.”
“No-one’s killing anyone,” said Sabienn.
“Oh, like you care,” called Bess, turning to Sabienn. “Tonight my dead body will be found somewhere in a park with its head bashed in. You can’t keep Tyle here forever. All you’re worried about is this.” She indicated the locket. “You’ll never get your hands on it.”
“We’re trying to help you,” said Sabienn.
“I don’t need your help,” called Bess to Sabienn. She took steps to move towards the open door of the balcony.
Sabienn watched her knowing it was a nineteen floor drop. “Whatever you say,” he said nervously. “Come back away from the door.”
“Bess,” called Athers weakly. “I’ll help you. I’ll make you happy.”
Tyle struggled in his seat, trying to free
