Killian’s pov
The three black SUVs rolled to a stop outside Eva's old home.
Men that were clad in dark suits climbed out of the vehicles. They moved with quiet precision, surrounding the property in seconds.
Killian stepped out last. A cigarette rested between his fingers as he looked up at the house.
His expression was unreadable as always.
Behind him, stood Colton with his arms crossed.
Killian took one slow drag before exhaling a thin stream of smoke into the afternoon air.
"Let's go," Killian murmured walking ahead of his men. He didn't bother to knock on the door, with a hard shove, the front door burst open, slamming against the wall. The sound echoed throughout the house.
"What the—"
Celeste froze, her eyes widened in horror.
"What are you doing here?" she asked, her g
