No Man Left Behind (The Worlds Behind, #5)

by W.R. Gingell

“We’re family!” he called after her. “You can’t say we’re not!” “Don’t get it wrong,” she warned him, turning back briefly. “I’m not part of your family. You’re part of mine.”

The woman was in hanbok and the man in a suit of wool—yes, he did look as though he could slice my throat with his smile.”