KILLIAN'S POV
Boma slumped on the sofa and breathed heavily in relief. Signs of tiredness etched on his face as he gazed at the ceiling. I darted my eyes around the well-furnished apartment, I had to admit, Eric did have a good taste.
“Do you think he's really going to help us?” Boma suddenly asked, his voice laced with worry.
“There's no way he won’t. We have an important card in our hands as a tool,” I responded, letting out a wry laugh.
“Do you mean Ophelia?” Boma sat up and fixed his gaze on me. I creased my brow, wondering what was going on in his mind.
“Of course, based on what Mara explained to us. Eric seems selfish and would do anything to get Ophelia,” I paused as a thought suddenly crossed my mind.
“We can use this information to our advantage. If he seeks us out tonigh
