Julian's POV
I gripped the edge of the door, my knuckles white. Gabriel was standing there, his arms crossed over his chest, looking entirely too relaxed for my comfort. The air between us felt charged with the left off conversation I had just been having with Ethan. I scanned Gabriel's face for any hint that he had just heard his brother confess to a plot of political sabotage and emotional manipulation.
"You guys are being pretty loud in here," Gabriel said, his eyes flicking from me to Ethan, who was still sitting on the bed looking like he'd seen a ghost. "Did you guys really have to do that?"
Shit! He heard us. My heart was thumping against my ribs. I was already calculating how to explain away the words destroy and Mayor. I opened my mouth, ready to launch into a desperate lie about a business disagreement or a debate about Richard's campaign strategy, but before I could speak, Gabriel spoke again.
