Her Reckoning
His presence was commanding, but when his gaze landed on his son, his eyes softened.
“Thought you were working the parking lot tonight,” the man said, clapping Rhett’s shoulder with obvious pride.
“Was,” Rhett answered simply. “Found her outside.”
The man’s attention moved to Emily. She stiffened. It wasn’t cruel, just assessing — protective, the way fathers look at something that might matter to their only child.
“Name’s Grim,” he said finally. “President of the Black Vipers. And that’s my boy.” His hand squeezed Rhett’s shoulder again, affection clear, almost startling in a place like this.
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