Everything happened too fast.
The man shouted something—Asli couldn't hear.
Ferhat stood still.
Calculating.
Waiting.
Then the man's eyes shifted.
Toward her.
"Who's that?" he demanded.
Ferhat's expression changed instantly.
Sharp. Protective.
"Don't."
Too late.
The man grabbed Asli, pulling her forward, gun now at her head.
Her breath caught.
"Now you listen," the man sneered.
Ferhat's hands slowly clenched.
"Let her go."
"Or what?"
Silence.
Then—
"I'll kill you."
The promise in his voice wasn't loud.
But it was absolute.
And for the first time…
Ferhat looked afraid.