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Just\u2026 waiting. That kind of presence made you feel like you had walked into something that had already started without you. Crown didn\u2019t pause. Didn\u2019t greet. Didn\u2019t ease into it. He walked straight into the room like he owned it. Because he did. \u201cWe got a situation.\u201d Lazarus\u2019s eyes lifted to him slowly. Sharp. Attentive. \u201cSpeak.\u201d Crown didn\u2019t look at me. Didn\u2019t soften anything.<\/p>\n

\u201cTristan reached out.\u201d That name alone shifted the room. Subtle. But real. \u201cHe gave an ultimatum.\u201d Crown\u2019s voice stayed even. \u201cBritt drops the case\u2026\u201d A beat. \u201c\u2026or it\u2019s war.\u201d Silence followed. Not confusion. Not shock. Just\u2026 understanding. Because everybody in that room knew exactly what that meant. And none of them looked surprised. The silence that followed Crown\u2019s words didn\u2019t linger long.<\/p>\n

Lazarus leaned back slightly in his seat, his expression unreadable, but his presence alone filled the room in a way that made it clear\u2014this was no longer a discussion. It was a decision waiting to be made. His eyes shifted to me. Measured. Assessing. Then he gave a small nod. \u201cThank you for bringing this to us.\u201d<\/p>\n

His tone was calm. Polite, even. But there was distance in it now. A line had been drawn, and I could feel it without him needing to explain it. \u201cWe\u2019ll touch base with you tomorrow.\u201d That was my cue. Or at least\u2026 it was supposed to be. I didn\u2019t move. \u201cMr. Mekhari\u2060\u2014\u201d Lazarus lifted his hand slightly. Not aggressive. Not loud. But it cut me off immediately. \u201cYou\u2019ve done your part.\u201d His eyes held mine. \u201cAnd we\u2019ll handle the rest.\u201d Something in my chest tightened.<\/p>\n

\u201cI need to\u2060\u2014\u201d \u201cNo.\u201d That one word landed firm. Final. Lazarus didn\u2019t raise his voice, but there was authority in it that didn\u2019t leave room for argument. He glanced past me slightly. \u201cThe houseman will show you out.\u201d That hit differently. Like a door closing. I let out a small breath, shaking my head. \u201cI\u2019m not here as a\u2060\u2014\u201d \u201cNo Flame business will be discussed in front of a Vasari.\u201d<\/p>\n

The words came smooth. Unemotional. But they cut deeper than anything else he\u2019d said. For a second, I just stared at him. Because I knew what that meant. Not Britt. Not attorney. Not ally. Vasari. Opp. I scoffed under my breath, the sound slipping out before I could stop it. \u201cAight.\u201d I grabbed my purse, the movement sharper than it needed to be. Message received.<\/p>\n

Loud and clear. I turned without another word, already done with whatever this was supposed to be. The houseman appeared like he\u2019d been waiting for the signal, stepping forward to guide me toward the door. I didn\u2019t look back. Didn\u2019t need to. Because now I understood something I hadn\u2019t fully accepted before walking in here. No matter how close I stood to this situation\u2026<\/p>\n

I wasn\u2019t part of it.<\/p>\n

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