ANDREW’S POV …..
The city was in chaos.
Sirens howled from every direction, red and blue lights slicing through the night as smoke climbed into the sky like a signal flare meant only for one man.
My father.
Sterling Enterprises burned beautifully.
I stood in the shadows three blocks away, helmet low, jacket zipped, burner phone buzzing nonstop in my pocket. News drones hovered. Emergency services rerouted exactly as predicted. Every powerful man within a ten-mile radius would be glued to the spectacle.
Including him.
“Fire’s taken,” Adrian’s voice crackled through my earpiece. “Your father’s convoy just diverted. He’s heading to Sterling now.”
“Good,” I replied calmly. “That’s where he belongs.”
“And Lily?
“Still breathing hopefully,” I said. “Which means we move.”
I slipped int
