Zara's pacing came to an abrupt halt as the door clicked open again.
She turned sharply, expecting another medic, someone with more tests, more questions she didn't want to answer.
Instead, he walked in.
It was the Green-Eyed Man who stepped inside with the same casual presence he'd had the first time they met. Calm. Unhurried.
His sharp green eyes locked onto her instantly, gleaming under the harsh artificial light. Zara didn't move, but her entire body went rigid, every muscle poised for fight or flight.
His expression was unreadable, but something about it—about him—felt inherently wrong. Predatory.
Zara tensed, forcing herself to meet his gaze as he shut the door behind him with a quiet click. His eyes—too bright, too knowing—assessed her in a way that made her skin crawl. Winter had warned her about him, though she didn't even know his name. Only that he was dangerous. That he might know about her and Leo's abilities.
And now, he was here.
Trapped.
