VICTOR POV
I hated abandoned warehouses because they always smelled the same, and this one was no different, because the air carried dust, old oil, damp concrete and the faint metallic scent of rust.
I stood beside an old wooden table and checked my watch for the third time.
Charlotte Lawson was late.
I didn't like waiting for anyone and I especially didn't like waiting for someone who had come to me asking for help. She wanted Paige ruined and I wanted leverage over the Iron Vipers.
Our goals were different but they overlapped enough to make the meeting worthwhile.
The warehouse door finally opened, and Charlotte stepped inside before closing it behind her.
"You came." Charlotte said and I looked at her without moving.
"You asked for a meeting." I said as she walked closer, but sh
