*Jared*
Eliza didn't look back over her shoulder as she walked out into the night. I hadn't expected her to, not after the conversation I'd overheard from my position on the porch.
I flexed my jaw as I leaned on the railing and watched her walk away, debating whether or not to follow.
That would really depend if I was going to kill Carmen now, or save that for later.
“What're you going to do?" Brandt asked in a low whisper as the crewmen I'd posted to guard the cottage changed their positions behind us.
“Nothing Carmen said was inherently wrong," I replied. The words left an acrid taste in my mouth as I glanced at Brandt, shaking my head. “Though I need to find out who she's working for if it's not Aeris."
“But, Eliza–"
“I'll deal with Eliza," I said sharply, not meaning the wor
