Chris turned from the balcony, his decision made. Zayne wasn't just a threat—he was a loose end. And loose ends had no place in his world.
He brought the phone back to his ear. "Find him."
Ethan's response was immediate. "And when we do?"
Chris's voice was cold, final. "End it."
There was no hesitation, no trace of doubt. Zayne had crossed a line the moment he escaped. If left unchecked, he would strike at Skylar. Chris wouldn't allow that.
Ethan exhaled. "I'll handle it."
Chris hung up, his mind already moving three steps ahead. Zayne thought he had a chance. Thought he could take back control.
But he was wrong.
Because Chris Blackwood never left unfinished business.
And by sunrise, Zayne would be nothing more than a name buried in the past.