Claire Sinclair stopped at the door and said in a low voice, "I want to see Orion Osborne. Please tell him."
The burly men said nothing, but their guns moved in unison, pointing straight at her head.
A chilling sensation washed over Claire Sinclair's scalp. It was as if the Grim Reaper himself was nearby, ready to claim her at any moment.
'If I'm going to die, so be it...'
Claire Sinclair squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for her head to be blown open.
She was completely unaware that the moment she closed her eyes, the door opened.
Orion Osborne made a hushing gesture to his two men. He then raised his hand, and with two fingers, flicked her forehead.
"Ah!" Claire Sinclair cried out in pain and snapped her eyes open.
When she saw that familiar, bewitching face, her heart seemed to skip a beat. She blurted out, "Don't kill the child! I'm begging you!"
The corner of Orion Osborne's lips curved into an emotionless smile. "You came all this way just to save that child?"
