Chapter 91 The Push He Needed

• Leo hadn’t moved from the couch for some hours now.
• The city was already alive cars honking in the distance, the steady hum of traffic like a heartbeat. He sat in the low light of the penthouse, his jacket thrown aside, his shirt wrinkled, and his eyes red and tired. When he saw his reflection in the window, it looked like a stranger worn out, raw and without the strong armor he had carefully built over the years.
• The soft ding of the elevator caught him off guard. Only one person knew the code to the elevator.