But that wasn't even the worst part. As far as Zhane could remember, it hadn't been long since he took Hera to the shooting range to practice with real firearms. She had shown talent—her aim and instincts were sharp—but now he couldn't help but wonder: had she already used those skills in a real fight?
His thoughts spiraled, one unsettling idea after another flooding his mind. Why was Hera with Leo, dressed like that? If she truly had engaged in a gunfight to rescue him, didn't that mean she had put herself directly in harm's way?
Zhane flinched at the mere thought of Hera running through a hail of bullets. He couldn't bring himself to picture his delicate girl caught in the chaos of a gunfight. Shaking his head, he tried to push the image away. He didn't know exactly what had happened, and he didn't want to believe Hera would go to such dangerous lengths for someone.
