A Stark Warning

Author’s POV

City lights spilled through the floor-to-ceiling glass of the penthouse, casting a dim glow across the quiet room. Slade leaned back in his leather recliner, staring out at the dark skyline while a full glass sat untouched on the side table. Up here, the rules were simple: nobody bothered him, and nobody came through that door uninvited.

The sharp click of the latch broke the quiet.