“We got a call from Callum.”
“I feel like I am not going to like what you’re about to tell me.”
“There’s a hit out. One that is targeted at us.”
Fuck.
“What? On who?” I snapped. The warm haze that Dahlia’s affection had left me with was suddenly stripped away as I demanded an answer from my cousin.
King’s mask of calm slipped away, and I knew the answer before he looked me dead in the eye.
“Dahlia.”