Chapter 988 Order Demands Rules

• Spencer shifted his gaze from Finneas to Incubus, then back again, suspicion flickering like candle-flame behind his eyes.
• "You two... already knew each other?" he asked, tone casual on the surface yet edged with a steel that betrayed the dread curling in his gut.
• Spencer hesitated, brow furrowing as he studied the impossible calm on his son-in-law's face. A nervous laugh escaped him before he cleared his throat and pressed on. "My fine son-in-law, those eyes of yours look downright peculiar tonight. Are you hiding something from me?"