Adrian. Niall. Nikki. Ty was carried out, and I was pushed into a room with two-way glass. We could still see them, but they couldn’t see us. Adrian and Niall locked eyes. They didn’t have more than seconds to act if one or both of them didn’t want to end up incapacitated. Nikki’s determined, bloodstained face said everything. She wouldn’t back down if it killed her. She’d sooner bleed out than admit defeat. Stubborn. Stupid. Woman. “Mercy,” Niall and Adrian yelled in unison, coming to the same realization I had.
