The SUV’s engine roared.
My heart pounded so hard I could barely hear anything else.
Lucien pushed me farther behind the concrete pillar.
“Stay down.”
The command came so sharply that I obeyed without thinking.
The driver’s door opened.
A man in a black suit stepped out.
Late forties.
Broad shoulders.
Silver at his temples.
He looked less like a criminal…
…and more like someone’s respected grandfather.
Which somehow made him even more frightening.
He adjusted his cufflinks before looking directly at me.
“Miss Hart.”
My breath caught.
“My name is Sienna.”
He smiled politely.
“So you’ve been told.”
Lucien stepped in front of me.
“Leave.”
The man ignored him.
“I’ve been searching for her for twenty-four years.”
His gaze remained fixed on me.
“You’ve grown into your mot
