She was lying. The tear was too clean-cut to be a rip. And Zain was holding a blade in his left hand. “You cut her shirt?” I asked evenly, but my voice no longer sounded like it belonged to me. “I’ll do a lot more than that,” he threatened, raising his voice and grabbing her again. “You don’t have any leverage here, Reed. Either agree to our terms, or—or I’ll cut her nipples off!” Sadie sucked in a breath and stared up at him in betrayal. “Seriously, Zain? That’s the one thing you promised not to do!” My mind shut down. I must’ve misheard him, because I could swear he’d just threatened her
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