Seraphina's POVI wasn't sure what made me stay. The chair was still where I'd pulled it, angled slightly toward him, and when he didn't reach for anything or check his phone or do any of the things people do when they're signaling that a meeting is over, I found myself still there—the late afternoon pressing against the window, the study quiet around us in that particular way of rooms that have absorbed a long time of serious thought."Sebastian Reyes." Lorenzo said the name like he was picking up something he'd set down a long time ago. "He and I have a history.""I figured that much."He was quiet for a moment. Not the kind of quiet that meant he was deciding whether to speak—more like he was deciding where to start."Twelve years ago," he said, "Sebastian ran a mid-tier operation in the city. Not a family in the traditional sense. More like a network—financial crime, import logistics, a few politicians in his
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