There was tense awkwardness between them as they locked eyes, a fierce hostility growing between them.

It took a person next to Gabriel goading him with a reminder for him to look away, his smile before he turned away.

Lyon had immediately called Spencer and requested him to have someone follow Gabriel. In this way, they would monitor Gabriel's movements and keep him out of my way.

As he headed for the table, Lyon sat down in front of me, who was gazing out of the window. He placed his hand on the table gently.

I came out of my trance and smiled faintly. "Mr. Monroe, you're here. Let's order."...