Ares

It had been seven months since the final battle with Gideon, Camilla, and Evelyn. Sterling Industries had finally found stability. The company was running smoothly under my leadership, and Atlas had been overseeing the rehabilitation center, turning it into a place of real hope for those who needed it most.

I stood in my office, staring out at the city lights, glass of untouched whiskey in hand. The skyline glimmered like a promise — calm, peaceful… for now.

Leon knocked ...