"I finally found you."
Lina jumped with a startled expression that was hidden beneath excessive layers of Armani matte foundation. Her blue lips parted in a perfect O of surprise, but the look didn't last long as I advanced on her with a thrum for violence in my veins.
"Where the fuck have you been?"
"Katarina, you're alive!" She wheezed, either too surprised or scared to even try moving as her gaze flickered over my shoulder to look at the ever brooding Mac, who was standing a ways behind me with both hands clasped behind his back. "How good to see you."
"Where. Have. You. Been?"
"Here and there." Her face started paling as the need to choke her out grew in me. "He made me swear not to tell you," was the desperate whisper.
I took a step back to watch her crumple against the wall and gasp dramatically with a hand on her neck like I'd been choking her. "We're going to have a long overdue conversation, and you're going to tell me exactly what he made you swear not to."
