|| Author POV ||
—FLASHBACK—
One and half years ago
Killian leaned back against the couch’s headrest. His gaze followed the man who just exited the room after a brief conversation.
The sky outside had begun to dim into hues of blue and violet as the evening slowly took hold of the island.
He closed his eyes for a moment.
Velaris Island.
He had to come here for a mission. Another name on a list. Another step deeper into the shadows.
Killian sighed, craving fresh air. Rising from the couch, his coat hugged his frame perfectly and he stepped out of the room.
The sea air hit his face as he made his way to the shore. With a flick of his lighter, smoke curled from his cigar and twisted into the cool evening air.
He finally halted before the sea and his eyes scanned the horizon. The sky
