Rowan’s mind was a storm of thoughts, his anger simmering just below the surface.
If they thought they could threaten him, threaten her, they were about to learn just how wrong they were. No one messed with what was his and got away with it.
When they arrived at the airport, Rowan wasted no time. He stepped out of the car, his eyes scanning the area, looking for any sign of danger. He could feel the adrenaline coursing through his veins, sharpening his senses, heightening his awareness.
"Stay close," he ordered, his voice low but commanding. "And be ready for anything."
Harvey and Kyle nodded, their hands hovering near their guns, their eyes scanning the area as they followed Rowan toward the terminal. The airport was busy, filled with people rushing to catch their flights, oblivious
