At the sight of Rune, they all drew their guns. Gideon stepped in front of her. “Take Miss Winters out back and shoot her,” Noah told his sister. “I’ll deal with the witch’s whore.” Something red-hot burst to life in Rune. How dare he call Gideon that. She grabbed her stolen knife from where Gideon had dropped it and stepped out from behind him, staring down the barrel of Noah’s gun. “Gideon has more valor in his thumbnail than you have in your entire being, you piece of—” “Rune.” Gideon’s voice was a warning.
