Author’s POV
Lakeside City
The drive to Lakeside City stretched just under four hours through winding roads and dense pine forests that eventually gave way to suburban sprawl.
Tristan kept both hands on the wheel, his expression carved from stone. Beside him, Kyle scrolled through files on a tablet, his brow furrowed in concentration.
"Got the address," Kyle said, glancing up. "Former Chief of Investigations, Donald Briggs. Retired five years ago. Lives on the east side now."
Tristan's jaw tightened. "Caesar wants answers. We get in, we get what we need, we leave."
Kyle hesitated, chewing his bottom lip. "You think this guy's going to cooperate? If he helped cover up the Lockwoods' deaths, he's not going to just hand over evidence."
"He'll talk." Tristan's tone was f
