Katherine’s POV
Everything happened so fast I could barely process what was going on.
One moment, we were sitting at the table, laughing at Neon’s ridiculous impersonation of Ryan’s grumpy morning face. The next, a group of unfamiliar men walked in, tension following them like a storm cloud. I noticed Keon’s demeanor shift immediately—his body stiffened, and his eyes locked onto the group that had just entered the party.
“Bruh, what’s wrong?” Neon asked, his voice casual at first, but when he followed Keon’s gaze, his eyes widened with alarm.
Ryan stood up abruptly, his chair screeching behind him. “Headless Angels,” he said under his breath, barely audible over the music. I felt my stomach twist. I’d heard the name before—Thompson’s gang. The ones everyone said were still out for bloo
