Ruby's POV
I stood frozen in the hallway, my body pressed against the cold metal door.
Justin's voice drifted through the crack, still maintaining that infuriating casual tone. "You're being paranoid, Kenny."
"Paranoid?" Kenny's voice cracked with tension. "That woman's photograph is plastered across every damn checkpoint from here to the Atlantic. The media won't shut up about her vanishing. Every pack allied with Cameron Stone is hunting her down. You think I'm being paranoid?"
My blood turned to ice.
I pressed my hand against my lips to muffle any sound that might escape.
Justin's response came out colder than before. "That's just Elias Karl throwing his weight around like always. Since when do you cower from him?"
