I'm standing there like a deer caught in headlights, my mouth opening and closing without a single word coming out. Completely frozen.
How does he know?
I'm almost certain I didn't slip up at dinner.
My mind spirals, racing through every possibility, until Silas speaks again.
"Nova," he says calmly. "I'm not going to hurt you."
Somehow, those six words quiet the chaos in my head long enough for me to speak.
"H-how did you know I was here because of Mercer?"
A soft smile tugs at his lips.
"Ronan wouldn't have brought you here if it wasn't Mercer."
He says it with such certainty that it catches me off guard.
My brows knit together. "How can you be so sure? Ronan runs Voss Global on top of this whole underground MC. And God knows what else. He probably has enemies everywhere."
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