This particular auction would be held anonymously, through a secret magical system; distance didn’t matter. He would oversee the event from the city, and no one would be the wiser.
He had wrapped things up with his people just as he parked his car in the employee parking lot of the Bell Tower, and had been in non-stop meetings ever since.
Tyler Esteil had been very busy in his double life, and was doubly tired.
With the distractions that seemed to keep mounting up, he was even more so. But the experienced servant, prisoner, and underworld business tycoon, was not overwhelmed by it. He embraced it.
The tremors in his hands from seeing Emily Jergens, not once, but twice; the weight on his shoulders from foreseeing the consequences, the repercussions that were sure to come from Ashley Bel
