Leyton’s POV"You made it in one piece, then?"Xavi stands up from a deep leather chair, his voice echoing across the marble of the penthouse lobby. He looks as relaxed as ever, though his handshake is like a vice. He thumps my shoulder hard enough to rattle my teeth before stepping aside."Good to see you, Xavi," I say, adjusting to the sudden transition from the quiet elevator to his booming energy.I turn to Luciano. He is sitting on the edge of a matching sofa, his posture stiff. He looks like a man who hasn't slept in forty-eight hours. When we shake hands, his grip is firm, but his eyes stay focused on a point somewhere over my shoulder. There is a sharp, jagged edge to his scent that tells me he is seconds away from snapping.We sit down as the sun begins to dip behind the city skyline. Through the massive glass walls, the lights of the Agate territory start to flicker on, one by one."Flights were easy," I say, trying to ease t
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