Chapter 55

• Rafael stood at the corner of the street, leaning against his car with his arms crossed as he watched the coffee shop across from him. He hadn’t planned to end up here, but when Angelo had casually mentioned seeing Luke in town, a knot of suspicion had tightened in Rafael’s chest. He wasn’t one to jump to conclusions, but something about Luke’s sudden reappearance didn’t sit right with him.
• Through the glass of the café window, Rafael saw him. Luke sat at a small table, his easy smile directed at a barista who seemed all too eager to laugh at his jokes. Luke’s polished appearance and confident demeanor grated on Rafael’s nerves. He knew men like Luke—charming, calculating, and always working an angle.
• Rafael ran a hand through his hair and climbed back into his car. He wasn’t about to confront Luke here, not without knowing what his true intentions were. For now, he would watch and wait. But one thing was certain: Luke’s presence was a threat he couldn’t ignore.