Chapter 24 Iron On The Coast

• Casian didn't even wait for the Maybach's engine to die before his fingers locked around Megan's wrist, dragging her straight out of the car into the damp Montauk air.
• "Keep your head down," he growled, his knuckles white against her skin as the heavy steel gates locked behind them with a sharp metallic clatter.
• The ocean wind whipped sideways off the cliffs, driving salt and rain against the floor-to-ceiling glass of the fortress. The house rose out of the sharp granite rock like an isolated monolith, completely cut off from the main highway by acres of dense pine forest.