Liam's eyes lifted to the curtain. He stood abruptly. I straightened, following his gaze. A man in a black suit and a fedora walked in. Two tall men followed him. They all had slightly pointed ears.

Liam stepped forward and shook his hand. "Don Archer," Liam said with a respectful nod.

"Brother Baxter. I have urgent business with you. Do you mind clearing the room?"

Archer looked down at me briefly and back to Liam.

"This is Brother Popov's daughter. She will be ...