He put his arm around my shivering body and pulled me into him. “I saw. It’s okay. None of them can get us anymore. We’re safe. I won’t let them get you.” “And what about Constantine?” Our last moments before we fled the church flooded my vision. Whether I wanted to accept it or not, Kansas was right. Constantine was… “We’re going to make everyone involved pay for what they did to us,” Kansas swore and curled his fingers around my tiny arm. While I wasn’t sure how, I was confident that Kansas was right. One day we would.
