A new mission

CHAPTER FORTY-THREE

Xavier's footsteps echoed through his aunt's house, Emily resting in his arms. His phone still buzzing. Damian.

He finally answered. "What?"

Damian's voice was low but urgent. "We have a problem."

Xavier's grip on his phone tightened. "What kind of problem?"

A brief pause, then Damian's next words sent a wave of cold fury crashing through him.

"There was a sniper aiming at Sarah. I saw them before they could take the shot."

Xavier froze mid-step.

His fingers clenched around the phone as his mind snapped into full focus.

"I approached her on purpose," Damian continued. "It was the only way to stop the shooter without making it obvious we caught on. The moment I got close, they disappeared."

Xavier inhaled deeply, forcing his anger down. His heart pounded, but his face remained unreadable.

Someone had tried to kill Sarah.

His enemy's daughter.

His girl

His property.