THIRD PERSON POV (NARRATOR'S POV)
Zane stiffened. "Ross who?"
"A Ross who doesn’t just fight his enemies.." the voice murmured, cryptic, "But warns the fool before the fire consumes him."
Zane’s jaw tightened. "Where can I see you?"
"Come alone.." Ross replied smoothly, naming a location like he already knew Zane would obey. "Just you. No one else."
Zane hesitated. "And how am I supposed to trust you?"
"You don’t need to trust me.." Ross said, voice sharp as a knife. "If you’re truly who they say you are, you’ll come. If not, then stay home and wait for the flames."
Zane’s fist clenched at his side. He didn’t like being cornered, didn’t like riddles—but there was no hesitation in his answer.
"I’ll be there in ten minutes."
The line went dead.
Sibil lay back against the pillows, s
