“Are you armed?” Casteel asked with a smirk. “You are, aren’t you?” “I’m so confused by what is happening here,” Nova whispered with a slight frown. “Apparently, she already stabbed him once,” Jasper informed the Guardian. “In the heart.” Nova looked at me. “And she cut me earlier tonight. Threw a knife right at my face another time,” Casteel ticked off his fingers. “Then this one time, in the woods, she—”
