Frozen Revenge
he asked, sliding into the booth across from her.
"Yes," she managed. Up close, he was even more striking. Strong jaw, high cheekbones, a small scar above his left eyebrow that somehow made him more attractive. His eyes were a deep brown, but there was something cold in them, something that suggested he had seen too much of the world's darkness.
"You have five minutes to convince me this isn't a trap," Daniel said. His voice was low and controlled. "Ethan Hart isn't someone who takes kindly to investigations. If you're trying to set me up—"