Victor's POV

The glow of the desk light off the walls of the room stretched the shadows out into elongated shapes that moved like ghosts upon the floor while I was seated with the weight of the night upon me. It was not the first time I had stood at this crossroads of the shady waters of deal-making, contracts, and dangerous alliances. However, this time was unique. The stakes were higher, personal.

I stared at the phone for a moment, weighing the question of whether I should call him or ...