Lucas’s POV
“Lucas…” Cily whispered beside me.
When I caught the familiar face as we stepped off the boat, I smiled.
Cily's face went deathly pale. “Lucas that's…” she began but was cut off by the man who'd reached us.
He was tall, and dressed in a worn out suit that seemed a size too large for him. From the look on her face I knew she knew who he was.
“Miss Cily. Nice to see you again. The last time we met, I believe you were a child then.” The man's eyes raked over her.
Cily swallowed. “Hello sir. Nice to see you.” she replied, glancing between me and the man.
The man's name was Yannis, one of my more discreet spies in her father's organization. She didn't know it yet, but Yannis was on my side.
It was fun though, watching her face go deathly pale.
“Yannis is a friend. A frien
