The familiar figure walking toward us was Damien.
For several seconds, I stared because I had not expected to see him again, especially not here after everything that had happened.
Jace noticed my reaction immediately, and his hand settled against my lower back as he watched Damien approach.
The engines were off, the laughter had disappeared, and everyone seemed to understand that whatever Damien had come to say mattered.
Damien stopped several feet away and slowly lifted both hands.
"I'm not here to cause trouble. I swear that I'm not." He said.
Jace's expression remained hard, but he nodded once.
"You've got five minutes." Jace said.
Damien swallowed, and for the first time since I had known him, he looked like a man who had finally run out of excuses.
"I heard Victor was arrest
