Thane pulled up in front of the small gate in front of him and killed the engine. He leaned back in the seat for a second, taking deep, harsh, and ragged breaths. He looked at the house. It was modest, neat. Not what he expected from someone like Gabriel, who always dressed like his suits at all times and had this personal persona to him.
He had worked with the man for years. Trusted him with contracts, secrets, and company decisions. But somehow, never once set foot in his home.
Not even once
Now, with Mira’s old phone placed neatly in his pocket, he finally had a reason to visit, which made him feel selfish.
He stepped out, locking the car with a sharp beep, and walked up to the door. Before he could knock, the door creaked open. Gabriel stood there in sweatpants and a faded tee, e
