Ethan shifted uncomfortably on the marble steps, his eyes darting between the grand doors and the powerful guests gathered inside. “So what — are we just going to stand here and let them laugh at us?” he hissed.
Sebastien’s smile came slow and cold, the kind that made people feel uneasy. “You really are foolish, aren’t you?” he said, his voice full of dark amusement. “Do you think I brought you here to beg? Last night Lighter called me. He promised the show would end tonight — right here at this party. Watch carefully, Ethan. This is how a true Lancaster takes revenge.”
Ethan opened his mouth to reply, but before he could speak, a low, powerful engine sound rolled down the driveway and silenced every conversation. Heads turned at once. A sleek black Maybach glided forward like a shadow —
