Chapter 119

Even though folks from the capital rarely mess with things going down in City Q, Alexander Barron wasn't about to take any chances. He just couldn’t let anything happen to Summer Knight. Not again. Not after what happened when they were kids. He had already lost her once—this time, no way in hell he’d let that repeat. The memory alone made his eyes gleam with a cold, deadly light. It didn’t matter who was behind all this—as long as they laid a finger on Summer, he’d make sure they paid for it in the worst way possible. In the underground warehouse. “Talk! Where’s the woman you were chasing?” Alexander loomed over the group of men in black, his voice icy and sharp, like a blade pressed to the skin. Just standing there, he made the air feel heavy. “No idea. Do whatever you want, I’m not saying a thing,” the lead guy spat, unfazed. “Oh, playing tough, huh?” For Summer, Alexander would literally raise hell if he had to. As he stared them down, his crimson eyes burned with a dark gleam. His