Final phase?" Sonia whispered, her hand still clasped in Alex's. "What final phase?"
The smile on Carlos's face sent ice through Alex's veins. This wasn’t the expression of the father he remembered—this was someone else entirely, someone who had been hiding behind a familiar mask.
"You can lower your weapon, James," Carlos said calmly. "You've made your point."
James signaled his security team to stand down but remained blocking the balcony doorway. "I didn’t come here to make a point. I came for answers."
Geneva’s face on the phone screen observed them all with calculating interest. "Perhaps I should leave you boys to your family reunion," she said. "Alex looks like he might need a moment to process everything."
"Stay right where we can see you," Alex snapped, finding his voice again
