JADEN'S POV
The night had been long, and my muscles ached from hours of work at the shop. The tattoo parlor’s neon sign flickered behind me as I locked up for the evening, the familiar scent of ink and antiseptic clinging to my clothes.
I should’ve been heading straight home to Luna, but something about the conversation I’d overheard earlier kept gnawing at me like a persistent thorn.
It had been pure coincidence. I’d gone to a high-end lounge downtown to meet a supplier for some custom ink pigments when I caught sight of Liam in a private booth. He wasn’t alone.
Sitting across from him was Raymond ....the same man Luna had mentioned earlier, Leah’s powerful and dangerous father.
Curiosity had rooted me to the spot. Liam wasn’t someone I trusted, and Raymond radiated danger like a tic
