The self-satisfied inflection in Dylan's tone had been enough to set off a quiet rage within Cassidy.
They'd made a deal. As long as she's alive, Adrian should be too. But as far as what she knows – as far as what her uncle has let her hear, her husband is gone, and that fact, in and of itself, is enough to absolve her of her connection to this vile organization.
'I never had any intention of becoming a true successor. Like hell I would.'
Cassidy's words had been flimsy at best. She'd simply wanted to buy time. Her objective has always been to give Adrian a chance to act.
Their comrades will be infiltrating this hellhole of a hideout soon, and she knows that they will come for her, too.
'Maybe Uncle had seen through my lies - or maybe he hadn't, and he'd simply taken me in because he saw value in me. But it's now obvious that he never intended for Adrian to live.'
