Akira shrugged, casually tossing his empty magazine onto the concrete. "I simply put her on a short leash. The bitch never loved you to begin with, Alex. She was just using you."
That much, Asher already knew. The realization didn't sting like it used to, but hearing it laid out so plainly still left a bitter taste in his mouth. Karen's loyalty was never his. Her heart had belonged to someone else all along.
Around them, the groans of Akira's downed enforcers were fading into silence. A few who had taken the full brunt of Ifrit's fists had 'accidentaly' died.
