to eliminate the Montalban heir who stood in the way of his hostile takeover of their shipping empire. Rafe had survived, but barely. He had spent years in the shadows, living as a ghost, gathering evidence, rebuilding in secret, and waiting for the perfect moment.
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Today was that moment.
Rafe stepped forward, shedding the filthy jacket like it was nothing. Underneath, though still dirty, his posture was that of a king.
“Julian Reyes,” he said, voice carrying to every corner of the cathedral, “you
