Damien’s team has transformed his safe house into a fortress. There were guarded gates. Reinforced walls. A perimeter laced with surveillance tech so advanced, not even a ghost could slip by undetected within its proximity.
Isla sat on the edge of the wide leather couch in the main room, covered in a thick hoodie Maggie had thrown at her.
Her skin still buzzed with the adrenaline of the night, but it was the silence that rattled her most. After so much chaos, the quietness felt like it was waiting to swallow her up.
Ethan was now asleep upstairs, and Maggie sat and kept watch by his room. She coordinated with Damien’s people, her voice quiet over the com channels.
Gabriel never said a thing from the moment they arrived, just a tight nod to Damien before disappearing down the hall, mo
