Tyrell’s POV
The knock on the door was soft at first, almost hesitant. But the moment I heard it, every muscle in my body tensed. Cathy’s apartment wasn’t exactly a hub of activity, and the timing of this visit was too convenient to be a coincidence. Nate’s sudden appearance had already set me on edge, and now this? Something wasn’t right.
I glanced at Cathy, her wide eyes locked on the door. She was scared, though she was trying hard not to show it. I hated seeing her like this. She didn’t deserve to be caught in the middle of whatever this was. But here we were, and I couldn’t afford to let my guard down.
Nate, on the other hand, looked like he’d seen a ghost. His earlier bravado had evaporated, replaced by a pale, nervous energy that made me even more suspicious. He knew something—so
