Across the city, in an office that offered a breathtaking view of busy city, Finn Wyndham stared at the clock on the wall.

His long-time assistant and friend, Leo, followed his gaze. "Do you think she'll come?" Finn asked, his voice uncharacteristically quiet.

Leo shrugged. "Given who she is...a Blackwood, and as of the Blackwoods, she has every right to send a deputy or just not show at all. And..."

"I don't want to hear the 'and'," Finn interrupted, a small smile playing on his ...