Knight stepped out of the car, his gaze sweeping over the courtyard crowded with sleek, expensive vehicles belonging to guests at Daisy’s birthday party. The sight made him smile. Exactly what he wanted.

Viper and Chameleon stood just behind him—two shadows in tailored suits. They hadn’t been seen around the estate in weeks, buried deep in the mission Knight had assigned them.

“Make sure everything falls into place,” he told them without looking back. Both nodded, silent as ever.

He turned toward the grand staircase, but his phone started ringing. Pulling it from his pocket, he glanced at the caller ID, and faltered mid-step.

Genesis.

His thumb hovered over the...