"I am sorry," Binge grunted in submission. "What about the other two?"
"If my fiancée does not agree — whom I apparently just got formally reintroduced to today in a torture chamber..." A dark, dangerous smirk played on Cassian's perfect lips. "Would it reflect well on me if I handed her friends over to men who meant them harm? What impression would that leave?" He spoke as though he genuinely valued Binge's opinion on the matter. "I cannot allow you to take them. Rest assured, I will thoroughly check whether they were behind your runaway wife's escape. If they were involved, we would have a talk again. And if they were not... then you are in serious trouble, Binge."
