Chapter 71

SLOANE

“Vance.”

“Leave.”

I try to reach out so fast that I almost stumble to him anyway. “Vance.”

His jaw locks.

Something violent shutters behind his eyes—like a switch flipping from broken to predator.

And when he looks at me again, it’s not with fear.

It’s with murder.

“I’m going to give you five seconds,” he says quietly.

Fuck.

“Five.”

My stomach drops.

“Vance—”

“Four.”

He steps forward, and t