Stairwell.
Sebastian shoved Julian’s chest, low urgent roar. “Don’t get involved—pretend you saw nothing. Let me go…”
“Sebastian—my character, you know.” Julian grave, finger poked Sebastian’s chest. “Calm down. Silas is headquarters’ named target. Use your ass to think—one man, you steal him from department? If mess—your mom? Sister? New wife? Job gone, life gone?”
Sebastian silent beat, sweat beading, rapid. “Not zero chance. Silas short stay—transfer tomorrow morning latest… headquarters I know people—can learn route. Badge helps road action. You stay out.”
Julian baffled. “What tie with Silas worth this risk? Under-table deals? Took his money?”
“Why no shot that day?” Sebastian choked. “He’s my blood brother—real brother!”
Julian froze.
“Julian—listen.” Sebastian red-eyed, panti
