He wasn’t just hiding a gun under there. He was readying himself for something more.
“Leave my daughter out of this,” Thomas snapped, his voice suddenly harsher. “And my family.”
I didn’t respond right away. Instead, I took a slow, deliberate step toward him, my eyes narrowing. “You think your daughter won’t figure it out?” I said, the words cold and deliberate. “You think she’ll turn a blind eye when she realizes the lengths you’ve gone to, all for the sake of your country? You’re using her as a shield. You’ve involved her in your mess, whether she knows it or not.”
His eyes flashed with something that could have been guilt or defiance, but he quickly masked it, his hand still poised beneath the desk. It was clear now, this wasn’t just about my pack or Riley. He was trying to protect h
