WHEN THE GAME GETS DEADLY
Emily sat frozen, staring at the message on her phone.
"I see you."
The image of James’s car parked outside the hospital remained on her screen, a silent threat wrapped in eerie simplicity.
Xavier Blackwood had been watching them.
For how long?
A slow, sinking feeling twisted in her gut.
James was already on edge, his fingers gripping the armrest of the couch so tightly his knuckles turned white. His wound was still healing, but the rage burning in his ice-blue eyes said he didn’t care.
Across the room, Liam paced, jaw tight, arms crossed, tension radiating from every step.
“This isn’t just a warning,” Liam muttered. “He’s letting us know that he’s close. Too close.”
Emily exhaled sharply, trying to steady herself.
They had dealt with Margaret’s mind ga
