Note: This chapter is in Gabriels pov

I sprinted up the stairs, stopping when I saw a figure with a top hat standing in a doorway, looking like they were watching something in the room. Leondre stopped behind me.

“Careful, he can see us.” Leondre whispered in my ear as I got a switchblade from my pocket.

I silently walked up to the figure, holding the blade up. “Move.” I glared at him

The man swivelled around. I sensed danger, and swiftly stuck the blade in the side of his neck without thinking. The mans lifeless body fell and I walked past it, emotionless. I could feel Leondre staring at me. Idiot.

I looked at the room, the girl from earlier was inside, dragging Cassian. I felt some worry when I saw his arm was gone. “Let him go.” I stared into her eyes as she looked at me.

“Or what?” She answered, her voice was soft and innocent.

“What did you do to him?” Why do I care so much?

“Nothing.” She resumed dragging him across the room.

“Hey-” I walked over to her.

“You’re scared.” She observed, stopping again.

“What?” I panicked, I wasn’t scared, was I?

“Your hands.”

I looked down, my hands were shaking. Fuck.

“He really is bleeding quite badly..” She mused, observing Cassian.

“H-Help him..”

“Hmm..” She paused for a moment.  “No thanks.”

“I said fucking help him.” I yelled.