The moment Elena stepped inside, she could tell that something was wrong with the atmosphere at Greyline. More than a dozen employees were gathered around the reception counter, Selene was nowhere to be seen, and Owen stood a few steps away from Zeyan with an ugly expression. Elena had seen the gray-haired man beside them in several interviews about the bloodline rehabilitation industry, while Lucas’s presence here made it seem as though this entire situation somehow fell within his scope to handle. Every detail made her increasingly uneasy, especially after the call she had received on the way over: someone had told her that Zeyan had been accused of harassing a female client and had clashed with the manager badly enough that the police might be called.
She hurried over to him. “What exa
