DAMON
I dismissed York before heading upstairs to deal with whatever chaos Rika was causing. The man had already witnessed enough drama tonight. He was about to help me pull Sloane out of Russia, rescue her from a nightmare I couldn't fix alone. He didn't need to see this mess too.
"Thank you," I told him at the office door, my voice genuine. "I'll play my part in all of this. Whatever you need."
York straightened his grey suit jacket, his sharp green eyes meeting mine. "That one? Sincerely, there is nothing you can do at this moment. I am your connection. Because you have me, you are powerful. Don't forget that."
I nodded, grateful despite the strange feeling in my gut. York left through the front entrance while I turned toward the living room where the shouting grew louder.
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