Third-person POV

"You are Fin?" Max's voice was low, dangerous, a growl rumbling in his chest.

"That's me," Fin replied, his gaze unwavering as he met Max's furious stare. There was no fear in his eyes, only a detached, almost professional calm. "And I've got a message from Rafe. He says he's prepared to talk terms about Jackson."

"Terms?" Max scoffed, a dark laugh escaping him, devoid of all humour. "Rafe has no right to demand terms. He's a thief, a monster! He kidnaps ...