Before Seraphine left for the Sovereign Circle meeting earlier that evening, Corvine had gone to meet with Emery with a few bodyguards, and the moment was something he had to tell Seraphine.
He had planned to tell her everything after the meeting ended, assuming she would come back that same night the way every club in Manhattan operated but that assumption slowly unraveled as the night stretched forward.
Corvine had stayed awake the entire time, moving between the living room and the front entrance more times than he could count while glancing occasionally at the quiet driveway outside as if expecting her car to appear at any moment.
Each passing hour made the silence inside the house feel heavier.
Eventually Corvine reached for his phone and dialed her number, expecting to hear her voice or at least receive a short explanation about why the meeting had taken so long.
Instead the call failed to connect.
