Sebastian’s POV
“Open the door.”
Aurora’s hand is already on the lock, but she stills when Vincent says it. Not because of the words. Because of the way he says them. Too calm. Too certain. Like he knows something about the next thirty seconds the rest of us do not.
I move before I think.
My hand closes over Aurora’s wrist, and I pull her back from the door.
The knob twists from the other side. Not the police, not yet.
The side door swings inward, and Lucas steps in first, his expression tight. Two security men I know come in behind him, one moving immediately to block the entrance, the other scanning the room in a single fast sweep.
“Sir,” Lucas says, breathing just a little too hard. “The front entrance is compromised. Police are outside.”
Good.
At least one thing tonight is arr
