Chapter : The Devil’s Bargain

I stared at the screen, my nails digging into the edge of the desk until the wood splintered beneath my grip.

Brandy moved like a ghost across the corridor, every step echoing with the certainty of someone who held all the cards.

And Marcus—Lucien’s once-loyal second, now bleeding and bound—dragged behind her like an offering.

“She wants to flip him,” I said.

“She’s not stupid enough to think Marcus would betray us,” Lucien muttered, though the doubt in his voice was impossible to ignore.

Brandy paused in front of a steel door. Two masked men keyed in a code, and the vault opened with a...