C192 Emergency Bag

Fenella’s POV

Oh my God.

It wasn't Laird who stepped in to help me, but Peter. He wrapped his arm around my neck until I was pinned under his arms. Cold metal touched my temple. I glanced over and immediately saw a black gun pointed at me.

“Let me go, Peter.” I growled even as my body trembled.

“Shut up!” Peter snapped loudly, ringing in my ears