CHAPTER 101 — THE MAN AT THE GATE No one moved for a second. Like the name itself had frozen the room. Reginald St. Claire. Sienna felt it in her chest before she even understood it properly—like something in her body reacted faster than her mind. Damien was the first to move. “Lock down the perimeter,” he said sharply. The guard nodded and rushed out. ⸻ Sienna turned slightly toward him. “You knew he might come?” Damien didn’t look at her right away. That alone told her enough. “…I wasn’t sure,” he said finally. ⸻ That answer didn’t sit right with her. Nothing about this situation did. Before she could press further, another voice came through Damien’s earpiece. He listened, jaw tightening as the message came through. Then he looked at her. And for the first time since

