“You shot me? You?” Her voice was barely a whisper. Maker above, it didn’t make sense. “You almost killed me. And you nearly shot Talon.” “My aim was—off. I meant to injure you less severely.” “Were you working for Tenebris this whole time?” “I was promised things if I remained loyal to my father. He contacted me shortly after Thane tried to kill him. And yes, Thane was my half-brother, but no, he never knew.” She was going to be sick. Aldrich was the traitor; the reason Thane might be—gone.
