“I’m okay. For now, I’m okay. He—they all—wanted to hurt us. He would have killed me, or taken me back to Sam, and I—” I cut off as Beau turns stiff as a board. “What?” I look at him. “What did I do?” Dom and Beau exchange a look loaded with meaning, and alarm skitters down my spine. Hard golden eyes impale me. “That name, Eden. Where did you hear that name?” “What name?” I stammer. “Sam? That’s their leader. He’s the one who almost caught me.” His eyes press closed.
