Camilla’s POV

The savage glitter in Raymond's eyes remained unabated as he staggered backward, gripping his damaged arm. Frustrated, he bared his teeth, dripping blood across the floor. Lawrence moved forward, exuding power and concentrating on Raymond like a predator enclosing its victim.

Raymond, give up. Lawrence snarled, his voice full of cold finality, "You've lost."

However, Raymond let out a loud, annoying chuckle that reverberated throughout the warehouse. "Misplaced? Do you believe ...