The door slammed shut behind Julian with a finality that reverberated through the room. Cambria's heart raced, but her face remained a mask of cold precision. She had spent years mastering control of herself and of every situation she found herself in, and Julian's sudden appearance wouldn't change that.
He stood by the doorway, his posture tense but confident. His usual calm demeanor was gone, replaced by something darker and more desperate. He knew something. And that was never a good sign.
"You look surprised," Julian said, his voice tinged with amusement. "Were you expecting someone else?"
Maddox, who had been standing in the background, frozen in place, took a step forward. His jaw clenched. "What the hell are you doing here, Julian?"
