Ezra stood in his office at Ascendant Capital, his thoughts consumed with the recent events. He was waiting for the heat to die down before contacting Veran.
The subtle hum of the city outside his window was a distant distraction as he reviewed the details of their plans.
Suddenly, his phone buzzed with an incoming message. He picked it up, reading the terse command. It was an immediate summon to Griffin's throne room.
He smiled grimly. He knew this moment would come. Griffin was undoubtedly furious about the Blackthornes' escape, and now, Ezra had to face him.
He quickly informed Olivia and Gen of his departure, ensuring that they remained vigilant in his absence.
He smiled to himself as he drove. The journey to Griffin's stronghold was indeed becoming increasingly familiar.
Upon arrival, the air seemed heavier, charged with an underlying tension.
