Chapter 7

The knock hit the door like a gunshot.

Silas pulled back first. One second his mouth was on mine, and the next he was two feet away, completely composed, like a man who had never been anything but composed. I stood there with my lips parted and my pulse hammering in my throat, staring at the door.

Three more knocks. Hard. Official.

"Mr. Kade." A man's voice, muffled by the door. "We have a situation downstairs."

Silas moved to the door and opened it just wide enough to speak through. I couldn't see the manager's face, but I could hear…