COLLATERAL DESIRE
he muttered under his breath.
Very bad.
Because if they saw him standing here, wearing a suit and clearly working for Ragnar, it would raise about a thousand questions he wasn’t ready to answer.
Without thinking, he immediately stepped back and shifted behind one of the large decorative pillars near the staircase, using it to block their view.
From across the room, Porto noticed.
He slowly walked over, amusement already written across his face.
“What are you doing?” Porto asked quietly.
“Hide me,” Lance whispered urgently.
Porto blinked.
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