Chapter 183 – Change That Line!
Lux read the last line again.
'Before they move, we already know.'
"They literally already attacked me last night! Change that line!"
He exhaled through his nose.
Then closed the email—unread flag still blinking red in the corner of his vision.
"Great," he muttered, sipping his coffee. "Even Hell thinks I need a babysitter."
The bitterness of the brew grounded him—charcoal and chicory, aged beans boiled in saltwater and spite.
Lux leaned deeper into the couch cushions, letting his wet shirt cling to him like regret, his eyes flicking over the holographic remnants of the ITPS warning.
"Travel with bodyguards," he echoed flatly, brow twitching. "Yeah. Sure. Let me summon a demon detail in the middle of a luxury hotel. That won't raise any alarms."
He sighed.
Then, reluctantly, he flicked open the reply function.
To: security.alerts @hellsec.ixn
From: lux.vaelthorn @vaultnexus.infernal
