Chapter 175

{Harper's POV}

Sokolov had left with Kira.

Now, I felt disrupted.

The whole courtyard had turned into one giant, breathing threat, but somehow, in the middle of all of it, my eyes still found Moretti's.

He looked tense. Obviously. Anyone with a pulse would look tense standing in the middle of this. But underneath it, there was something steadier, something that looked less like *I don't know what