I stood by the window in the main holding area they'd moved us to, watching the cleared space outside.
"This doesn't feel like a real negotiation," I said to Reid. "Rhys showing up with just few people?"
Reid leaned against the wall nearby. "He knows what he's doing. Trust that much."
I spotted Rhys right away as he walked into the main building with his small group.
Rhys looked straight at us through the window before going in, a quick eye contact. Callum was with him, plus two others who looked like they could handle themselves.
Warwick stood across from Rhys inside. We could see most of it from where they positioned us.
"Where's my fucking mate?" Rhys asked, sitting at a rectangular table with Warwick between two Order guards.
Callum wasn't visible. Neither were most of Graymoor's people. Only four had entered with him. Four. That was all Warwick could see.
"Alpha Gray," Warwick said. "As I explained, your mate and your brother are unharmed."
