Chapter 96

“Cassian Vargo, before you sign it, I have a gift for you,” Vance said, his voice smooth as venom, his lips twisting into a sneer. A low, guttural laugh rumbled from his chest. “Bring them in,” he barked, snapping his fingers at his men.

The heavy thud of boots echoed against the floor. Vance’s men dragged Vaughn and Rocco into the dim light, their bodies battered husks of the warriors they’d onc