Strings Attached

Kaelen’s phone buzzed in his pocket.

He glanced down, read the message from Silas, and quietly typed a reply. Without missing a beat, he slipped the phone back into his pocket and looked at Roth.

“I told Silas to attend the meeting,” he said, voice low and clipped. “Let’s head back to the suite. He’s waiting.”

Roth gave a short nod, falling into step beside him.

They crossed the villa property