Night. Landon's penthouse. Quiet. Too quiet.
The city glowed below him, but he felt nothing. Just a stillness that made the air feel wrong. Too calm. Like before a storm.
City lights behind floor to ceiling windows. Bright. Beautiful. Empty.
Landon sat in his home office. Reading a report. Numbers. Data. Things that made sense when nothing else did.
His phone buzzed. Vibrating against the glass desk.
Security guard. Voice crackling through speaker. "Sir, your brother Noah is here. He says it's urgent."
Landon froze. Completely. Phone still in hand.
It had been days since he last saw Noah, not since the gala, not since everything fell apart.
He thought of their last fight. Shouting. Anger. Years of rivalry finally erupting.
Still. He said quiet. Controlled. "Let
