Chapter 61 Rivals At The Door

• IZZY'S POV
• A few days later, I heard the sound of tires on gravel which made me glance up from the papers on my desk. I’d barely had time to breathe after today’s council meeting, and now there were more people at my door. Matteo was already there, standing by the window with his arms crossed. He didn’t look worried.
• The front door opened, slow and deliberate. Three men stepped in, suits crisp, shoes polished, but their eyes were sharp, too sharp and too calculating.