Greg's POV
I stepped into the Mayor’s building, already in a bad mood from everything that had happened.
The receptionist greeted me, but I barely nodded back. I had bigger problems to deal with.
Mr. Borris was still in a meeting with some stakeholders, so I stood outside his office, waiting. I pulled my phone from my pocket and started scrolling absentmindedly.
Then, a message from Lucas popped up.
“You need to see this now, Don.”
A video followed.
I clicked on it, and within seconds, my blood turned cold.
Pedro. Beaten. Bloody. Tied to a chair.
Lucifer stood over him, smirking. He was saying something, but the sound was too low to hear clearly. Then, without hesitation, he pulled the trigger.
A single shot and Pedro’s head snapped back.
I clenched my jaw, gripping my phone tig
