ECHOES OF THE PAST, THREATS OF THE FUTURE

"One of the decisions you will ever face in life is choosing whether to walk away or take another step forward."

Gabriel and Wes finally arrived home, the mansion looming quietly in the darkness as if waiting to absorb the violence they had left behind. The moment they stepped inside, Anna was there, her brows furrowing in concern as she took in the sight of them. Her gaze settled on Wes, and her eyes widened at the bullet holes in his suit, though he looked entirely unhurt.

“What happened?” she asked, voice tight with worry, her hand reaching instinctively toward Wes’s shoulder.

Gabriel cut in with a reassuring but curt reply, “Nothing to worry about, Anna.” His tone left little room for questions, but his gaze softened as he glanced at her. Then he turned to Wes, giving him a nod. “Go clean up. We’ll talk later.”