Celine grieved deeply for Albert's death, and Ray shared that sorrow. For once, empathy completely drowned out any flicker of desire. He patted her back gently.

"I've already killed a few of those bastards," he said. "Soon, I'll wipe them all out."

It was the truth.

He and the Hope Camp were enemies locked in mutual annihilation. Until every last one of them was dead, Ray wouldn't sleep peacefully.

"Really?" Celine lifted her head, her eyes shining brightly as they fixed on him.

"Yes," Ray