He stood up, turning his full, terrifying attention to my husband. "Mr. Miller, you have precisely three minutes to explain why my grandchild’s first home looks like a torture chamber before I allow my men to educate you on the concept of structural damage."
The Command PresenceThe heavy, rhythmic thud of combat boots echoing through the apartment hallway shattered the suffocating silence inside the bedroom
Chapter 7
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