Felix POV:Jack stood frozen in the doorway. Renato stood on the other side of it, expression flat and cold in a way I hadn't seen since the club, since that particular quiet before violence I'd learned to recognize far too quickly for someone who'd known him less than a month."Well," Renato said finally, voice deceptively pleasant. "Blondy. Small world."Jack's spine went rigid. "You've got some nerve showing up here.""Do I?" Renato tilted his head slightly, gaze sliding past Jack to find me instead, something unreadable flickering behind the calm. "Felix and I have unfinished business. I'd think that gives me every right.""Unfinished business." Jack's laugh came out short, humorless. "That's a nice way to put it.""I could put it less nicely, if you'd prefer.""Try it.""Renato." I stepped forward fast, some instinct telling me exactly where this was headed if I didn't intervene now, my pulse already climbing. "Just — give me a second."Neither of them looked away from each other

 Felix POV: "Tell me again why we're doing this the hard way," I muttered into the earpiece, easing myself flat against the wall of a service stairwell while a guard's flashlight beam sw