Shaun was nervous.
Jozef had informed her that morning, before leaving to work with his men for the rest of the day, that they would be spending their evening at the Koba estate. Shaun had tried to ask questions, to find out if they would be safe in the mansion, but Jozef had brushed her off, his demeanour distracted, and had left the apartment.
Shaun had spent her day pacing and worrying, wishing she had a phone so she could call Saskia. The younger woman would have no problem giving Shaun the low-down on what to expect. Did the Kobas hate her for ultimately doing what they'd feared she would do; tear their family apart? It didn't matter that it had never been her intention, or that she'd been dragged into the family against her will.
She looked at Jozef out of the corner of her eye
