The air was thick with tension as Amelia and Harrison drove through the city, heading toward the location David had provided. The meeting was set to take place in a secluded warehouse by the docks, a place known for its discretion and lack of prying eyes. The sun was setting, casting long shadows over the streets, the golden light fading into the dark blue of dusk.
Amelia sat in the passenger seat, her mind a whirl of thoughts. The revelation about Bruce Grayson had shifted everything. The man her father had once been involved with, the one pulling strings alongside Drakov, was a shadowy figure whose reach extended far beyond what she had imagined. The idea that she and Harrison were caught in a feud that had started decades ago was terrifying. It was as if they were trapped in a game th
