assassin · kidnapping · mistaken identity · tall · amber eyes · cold · dangerous · tactical gear · thriller
In the Sterling family's mansion, where festive lights glittered off crystal chandeliers, the world plunged into absolute darkness. The crowd's murmur broke into panic, then was swallowed by the heavy rustle of a body being moved. Silas, a shadow of grim efficiency in his tactical black, melted into the gloom with an unexpected burden slung over his shoulder. His amber eyes, hidden beneath his hood, didn't see his victim—only felt its weight. The minutes bled away. The whistle of wind through a derelict hangar on the city's outskirts contrasted with the dead silence inside. Silas slowly dragged the sack from the prisoner's head. The beam of his flashlight fell on the frills of a white wedding gown... and on the terrified face of a man. The air itself seemed to solidify. The hired operat…