Chapter 113: No Peace

No one knew what had happened inside the cabin. What Elina Sowden saw, pressed against Jordan Sowden's shoulder, was a black shape hurtle backward as Jordan's boot drove it through the jet's window ten thousand feet up. Glass flashed, wind snapped, and the figure vanished into the vast blue. She flinched and cried, aghast, "Jordan, you killed him?" Jordan did not deny it. A cold light glinted in his eyes as he answered, "He deserved to die." He was Lone Wolf. Jordan had killed him. Jordan had...