Nina looked at him, her heart as dead as ashes, "You clearly know... I wouldn't betray you."
Jordan Guthrie didn't speak; he glanced up at Joy Parker. Upon meeting her again, the extreme anger and disbelief he had felt upon learning that it was she who had betrayed information to the police had already settled, buried under frost, though inevitably there were times when it threatened to erupt.
A shadow of dark emotion tinged his heterochromatic eyes; Nina and Joy Parker, these two women, had been the most trusted in his life, and now one was a spy, the other had secretly murdered behind his back.
The trust he had imagined turned out to never have existed, nothing but a joke.
With a wave of Jordan Guthrie's hand, Nina was pushed out; her slight body stumbled forward a few steps, and barely managing to steady herself, still couldn't help but turn back to look at Jordan Guthrie.