Chapter 1202 Gathering Hell Intel

• Aiden turned to Maddox, a faint smile lifting the edge of his mouth. "I promised to mend your injuries. When we adjourn, come find me."
• Maddox's eyes flared with grateful disbelief, his head bobbing before words could form. He had feared Aiden had forgotten—or worse, had spoken empty courtesy weeks ago. The fact that Aiden still remembered left him awash in wordless joy.
• Aiden caught the flicker of tension skating across Maddox's features and offered a measured explanation. "Too many things came up, and I didn't have time."