Ravens pov
The warehouse district was quiet this time of night. Too quiet. The kind of quiet that makes the hairs on the back of your neck stand up. The kind that whispers danger is coming.
I checked my watch: 11:45 PM. Fifteen minutes until I was supposed to meet Tiara. Fifteen minutes to decide if I was making the biggest mistake of my life.
My phone buzzed for the fifth time. Victor. Again. I silenced it without looking. He'd be pissed, but that was a problem for tomorrow—if I lived that long.
I parked my car three blocks away from the meeting point, keeping to the shadows as I moved closer. Old habits. Every few steps, I scanned the rooftops, the dark corners between buildings. No sign of movement. No sign of an ambush.
But that didn't mean s**t. If Tiara had set me up, she'd be s
