Greg's POV
The night air was cool as we pulled up to the isolated apartment on the outskirts of the city. The place was quiet, hidden in shadows, and far enough from prying eyes.
Somehow, I had managed to slip past Kevin’s constant surveillance, though it left me uneasy. He hadn’t called or sent anyone after me.
That silence wasn’t like him, and it gnawed at me.
“Tomorrow was the mission.” The thought lingered in my head as I leaned back in the chair on the balcony, puffing on a cigar.
The city lights were far away, and the silence here was unsettling but welcome.
Lucas appeared in the doorway, hesitating for a moment before stepping out to join me.
I didn’t turn to look at him; I just stared at the sky, letting the smoke curl from my lips.
“What were you doing there?” I asked, my
