Chapter 463

Caleb Summers was clad in a somber black suit, looking noticeably thinner, his unshaven stubble adding to the worn-out look. One hand rested on the SUV’s door, and the white flower pinned to his chest stood out starkly against the dark fabric. When he spotted Ethan Shaw walking toward him, the red veins in his eyes seemed ready to burst. His lips parted several times, trying to speak, but no words came out. Before Ethan left for his mission, he had called, asking Caleb to keep an eye on Celeste Harper—worried she tended to hide her pain, always pretending to be fine. He begged Caleb to check in more often, swing by the house now and then. Now Ethan stood in front of him, winds howling behind like a brewing storm. Caleb looked at him stiffly, face tight. After a long pause, he finally forced out two syllables. "Ethan." No one knew where Blue Eagle’s helicopter was going to land this time, unless someone from the inside gave a heads-up. And none of Ethan’s men would’ve leaked that—leavin