Chapter 12 Shadows at the Table

Damien's POV

One solitary click sounded like a gunshot when my father shut the door to his study.

From the old oak desk position Dominic Blackwood observed his attendees. He didn't offer me one. That was his way of saying this wasn't a conversation. It was a warning.

"Why is she here?"

Straight to the point. No names. He didn't need to say A