WHEN XAVIER BLACKWOOD FINALLY STEPS INTO THE LIGHT
The smoke was still thick in the air when Emily’s gaze locked onto the figure emerging through the haze.
Broad shoulders.
Dark, perfectly tailored suit.
Eyes that burned like a predator watching its prey.
Xavier Blackwood.
Finally, no longer a ghost.
Finally, standing right in front of them.
James pushed himself up, blood dripping down his temple, his gun already aimed.
Liam was on his feet, too, tense, unreadable.
Emily’s fingers twitched over her own weapon, but Xavier just smirked.
Unbothered. Unhurried.
Like he already knew they wouldn’t shoot.
Not yet.
His voice was smooth, almost amused.
“I have to say, Sterling,” Xavier murmured, tucking his hands into his pockets, “I expected you to put up more of a fight.”
James di
