Chapter Twenty One
‘Is everything prepared?’ Krays phrased it as a question, but his manner was confident. Offensively so.
‘We are ready to take you to Limbane’s study,’ Eva confirmed, working hard to sound as confident and unconcerned as he did. But at her answer, Krays’s manner changed from expectant to outright smug; he even smiled, a little bit. Seeing him in good spirits was far more unnerving than any threatening behaviour. Eva couldn’t shake the feeling that they had just played directly into his hands, in some manner she wasn’t aware of.
But it was too late to back out.
‘Then do so now,’ Krays said coldly.
Suppressing a shudder, Eva forced herself to hold out a hand to Krays, wrapping her fingers around his wrist with a feeling of acute revulsion. Tren took her other hand. She
