Chapter 14

Martins led the way through the crowd, weaving between groups of people laughing and chatting. The further they walked, the quieter it became, until they reached a spot where only a few guests lingered. Standing there was a man in his mid-thirties, dressed simply in a plain shirt and trousers. He looked a bit out of place and his eyes lit up the moment he saw Lyon.

“Lyon!” the man said, his voice filled with a mix of relief and excitement.

Lyon stared at him for a moment, his brows furrowing as he tried to place the face. Then it hit him. “Daniel?”

The man nodded quickly. “Yes!...