How to meet one's husband

There is no such thing as a permanent friend. With the right incentive, anyone could turn into a backstabber. I had learned this the hard way, so it wasn’t hard to consider the possibility that Siren could be double-crossing me. To be fair, everyone whose alibi I hadn’t cleared was a suspect, including Heston.

He relied on Inferno more than I did but he was right. What if his sister’s life was the price he had to pay for his loyalty to me? Would he still be loyal? I already knew the answer to that. He wouldn’t. Heston’s sister was the only person he cared about—and Siren, I was starting to notice. However, whatever was going on between them was not enough for him to cover for her if he thought she was Miles’s mole. It was the only reason why I didn’t drag Siren into a dungeon to interrogate her as soon as she returned.

“What now?” She shifted her gaze between us. “Do you want me to leave so you discuss what to do about Inferno?”

“No need. You can stay. You are one of us, after all