"Go back," Lilith said flatly, her voice calm but laced with quiet urgency.
Josh blinked once, then gave a subtle nod. "Understood, my lady."
"You shouldn't stay here too long," she added. "They'll start asking questions if you vanish too often."
Josh bowed respectfully to both her and Liam before silently exiting through the same door he entered from. The room fell quiet the moment the door clicked shut.
Lilith didn't hesitate.
She turned toward Liam with a purposeful stride, her heeled boots making sharp, deliberate sounds on the hard floor. He was still seated behind the counter, arms resting on the polished surface, his mind racing with everything he'd just heard.
Lilith stopped just in front of him. She placed one hand on the countertop and leaned in slowly, her face only inches from his, her expression cool but serious—intensely serious.
"We have a problem," she whispered.
Liam's brows knitted slightly. "What do you mean?"
Her voice dropped lower, almost inaudible.
