Damien's POV

The faint sound of Sienna’s footsteps fades into silence as she walks down the hallway, leaving me to my thoughts. I pick up my phone, which has been resting on my desk with an ongoing call left on hold for far too long. Lifting it to my ear, I speak in a low voice, "Did you catch all of that?"

Jonah’s reply comes sharp and tightly wound with restrained anger. "I did. Is this really the move we’re making?"

Leaning back in my chair, I ...