TETH DIDN'T HESITATE before diving to Eve's side, pressing a futile hand into the leaking wounds on her back. The man and woman with submachine guns didn't fire, but the man sneered down at him with a mask of pure hatred. Teth's mind raced, struggling to comprehend that which it could not bear.
She can't die, he thought. Please. Me before her.
"You don't remember me, do you?"
Teth looked up at the man holding the submachine gun.
The one who shot her.
Although Teth took in every millimeter of the man's face, from his forehead to his jaw, marking him for death even as he held the upper hand, Teth didn't recognize him. He said as much.
"I was Royce's partner," the man said. "My name is Peter Bridge."
Peter waited for Teth to react, but he only stared back, Eve's blood streaming between his fingers. The woman beside Peter kept her weapon trained on Derick and Lisha, holding them a fair distance across the room with a finger on a trigger.