Emily regretted everything.
Letting Liam inside.
Introducing him to James.
Breathing.
Because now?
The air inside the safe house was so thick with tension, she swore it could choke her.
Liam sat at the worn-out table, stretching out his legs like he owned the place, completely unfazed by James’s unblinking stare.
James, meanwhile, was eerily calm.
Too calm.
Which was somehow worse than if he had just thrown a punch.
Emily knew James well enough to recognize that when he went quiet like this, he was holding back.
And that?
Was dangerous.
She sat down across from Liam, exhaling sharply. "Start talking."
Liam smirked. "Missed me, sweetheart?"
James’s jaw twitched.
Emily closed her eyes for a brief second.
She was going to kill Liam herself.
When she reopened them, she levele
