The day of the meeting crawled by with agonizing slowness. Ethan tried to focus on work, attending meetings and reviewing reports, but his mind kept drifting to the evening ahead. Eight o'clock. A location of Dominic's choosing. Everything about the arrangement screamed danger.
Vincent had been unusually quiet all day, his typical composure cracked by visible concern. He'd assembled a security team of eight former special forces operatives, each one handpicked for their skill and discretion. They would accompany Ethan in separate vehicles, maintaining distance but ready to respond within seconds if needed.
"This is still a terrible idea," Vincent said for the third time that afternoon as they reviewed the plan in Ethan's study.
"Noted," Ethan replied, studying the map of the meeting loc
