Damon’s POV

After their coffee at the Delökreés cafe. I drove Lisa and Jocelyn back to the office to round off a few things. The car came to a not so screeching halt across the street, and even though I knew they saw that, I still announced our arrival. “We're here.”

The car was blissfully quiet once they left.

Lisa had barely stepped out and disappeared through the Red Loom doors when I let out a long sigh. Not because she was exhausting, or even because I was exhausted. If anything, she was easier to handle than most people I’d guarded. But there was something happening behind the scenes, so...