Sebastian's brow jumped. He tapped the headline immediately.
He skimmed the article fast. The screen was packed with a dense catalog of Graves Properties' dirty dealings over the years.
At the bottom, there was a video.
In the footage, Magnus was in handcuffs, being led out by police officers.
Reporters swarmed around him. A few people, visibly enraged, lunged forward trying to strike him. The police held them back.
Magnus's brutish face held none of its old arrogance. All that remained was ashen defeat and fear.
Sebastian's thumb moved absently over the screen. A cold sweat began to form on his back.
He suddenly remembered the way Aurora had looked when he pushed her into that room. The struggle in her eyes. The resistance. And those words she had kept repeating. "I don't have any
