CHAPTER 13: INVESTIGATION BEGINS
“Who the hell is Laila?”
Isla’s voice cut through the room, sharp and impatient.
Damien didn’t answer immediately. His fingers tightened slightly where they rested against his side, like the name had done something to him he didn’t want anyone to see.
Nathan noticed.
“…someone important?” Nathan asked, his tone calm, but his eyes fixed on Damien’s face.
Damien exhaled slowly before speaking. “My ex.”
Isla blinked once and then twice.
“That’s it?” she said, a short laugh slipping out, more disbelief than humor. “Your ex is suddenly involved in this and you’re just standing there like it’s normal?”
“I didn’t say it was normal.” Damien’s voice stayed even, but his jaw shifted slightly, like he was holding something back.
“I said I’m thinking.” Isla
