After receiving Leon’s text, I quickly called the driver, instructing him to take me to the estate, drive Tyler to the main house. While I got my car and drove to the coffee shop where Leon wanted to meet.
My mind buzzed with questions the entire ride. What had he discovered? How reliable was his source?
Every red light felt like a test of my patience, each passing minute stretching longer than the last. The city passed by in a blur of sunlight and traffic, but my focus was locked entirely on what was to come.
Once we arrived, I stepped into the warm aroma of roasted coffee beans and the faint hum of conversation. I found a corner booth and sat, tension coiling in my chest like a spring. I couldn’t stop my eyes from scanning the door, anticipating the moment he would walk in. Time dra
