Chapter 126 The Bait Is Set

• By the time the sun crept high into the afternoon sky, the safehouse had returned to a tense silence. It wasn’t the kind that screamed danger. Not yet. It was the quiet of anticipation, of held breath, of wolves waiting on the edge of a blood trail.
• Ellerei sat on the windowsill, knees tucked up, arms around her shins, staring out over the empty alley that backed the building. The city outside was just waking up from its weekday lull, but inside, their world was perched on a single fragile thread.
• Knox walked in from the other room, phone pressed to his ear, a sharp look in his eyes that hadn’t been there a moment ago.