Damien POV
I followed behind her in silence, watching as she walked past the hotel and toward a nearby park.
Confusion crept in. This wasn't a meeting place I expected. I could only hope Vance was tracking my movements.
We stopped beneath the open sky.
The park was quiet, the night stretching wide above us, stars scattered and flickering faintly overhead. A fountain stood at the centre, water murmuring softly.
The woman stopped beside it.
Moments later, a young man stepped forward from the shadows. His face was covered, a large folder clutched tightly in his hands.
My gaze fixed on it immediately.
"Jane," the man said, his tone polite. "Good to see you made it. I trust there were no issues with your arrival."
"I don't have time for pleasantries," Jane replied coolly. "Did you get
