POV: Kesley

Zach stopped talking, and he raised his head to glaring at Leo. Luther pressed the gun harder to his head, forcing him to bow in submission. The silence lasted long enough to be a message, and then Leo lowered his hand slowly and settled back into his chair.

He hadn't said a single word since we walked in, he didn't need to. Every person in this room was already arranged exactly the way Leo intended them to be. Without doing too much, he already passed the message across, showing them who’s boss.

He'd built this entire room to communicate one thing, ‘I already won before you arrived.’

I...