Chapter 52

“What sort of favor?” Lucian continued a mere heartbeat later, and he saw Aaron waving down Gary’s brutes. He knew what was being said without needing to hear it: Hey man, ya can’t fuckin’ park here. A ruse, designed to get the victims closer and disarmingly irritated.

“I would like a Scene, Sire,” Shea said smoothly.

Entirely distracted by the title and what it meant—to say nothing of its clever play on his nickname and typical Scene moniker—Lucian wrapped fingers around the door’s armrest. His pulse, completely normal while watching the violence unfold, doubled in speed with Shea’s single sentence. “You…come again?”

Outside, Aaron and Cale felled Gary’s men with electric current and then a dose of sedative to the jugular, and Clark didn’t even have to use force to open Gary’s door. In two seconds, Gary was Tasered, injected, hooded, and hauled onto Clark’s shoulder.