Liam expected a wave of questions the moment he stepped outside. After all, he had just been in a room with a dangerous criminal who had refused to talk to anyone else. Surely someone would want to interrogate him, ask him what Ethan had said.
But instead, he was met with an entirely different problem.
Standing just outside the room, waiting for him, was Victor.
Liam stopped dead in his tracks, his entire body going tense.
Victor was leaning casually against the wall, arms crossed, his signature lazy smirk plastered across his face. His sharp golden eyes flicked to Liam the moment he stepped out.
Liam instinctively wanted to take a step back.
Victor noticed. And grinned.
"Now, now, no need to run. I'm not here to make your day worse."
Victor said smoothly, pushing off the wall.
Liam's fingers twitched, but he forced himself to stay still.
"Could've fooled me."
He muttered.