Book 2, Chapter 8: Fighting Chance

**Brielle**

“Give me the gun, Brielle,” Lucius said calmly. His anger was shining bright in his eyes. His guards that were on the plane had now stood and raised their guns at me.

“Let me go, Lucius,” I said, still a bit breathless.

“I can’t do that. You are only going to make things worse for yourself.” He stated calmly, too calmly. He took a step forward and I stood my ground. The gun was now at