A few hours later, at 3 pm, Viktor met Ethan at the spot they had agreed upon... a quiet warehouse on the edge of the city, away from main roads and prying eyes. The area was industrial, with old buildings and parked trucks, the air smelling of oil and dust from the nearby docks.
It was also one of the many places Viktor had control over. He arrived first, his car pulling up smoothly, and he stepped out in a dark jacket, phone to his ear as he spoke with Gerald back at the estate. The call was important since it contained updates on security after a recent attempt on the estate.
Ethan arrived a minute later, his car crunching on the gravel as he parked beside Viktor's. He stepped out alone this time, no Jace, carrying a rolled-up map under his arm. He shook hands with Viktor in a silent greeting, the grip firm and quick, both men nodding as Viktor continued his call.
