Evelin's POV
My hand froze around my phone as I stared at Jimmy in shock.
He'd clearly just stepped out of the building, preparing to slide into his ride. A sleek silver Winslow waited beside him.
Talk about perfect timing.
"Something wrong?" Allen's voice cut through my thoughts. His gaze followed mine, landing on Jimmy.
Allen's expression darkened, wariness flickering across his features.
Something about that brief moment of eye contact with Jimmy through the glass seemed to unsettle him—like a predator had just marked his territory.
"Selina and Allen just got to Bellatrix, so I'm grabbing dinner with them," I told Jimmy over the phone.
"Perfect. I haven't eaten yet either," Jimmy's voice came through before the line went dead.
I blinked, watching him stride toward our table with purpose.
Within moments, Jimmy appeared beside us.
"I'm starving. Mind if I crash your dinner?" he asked smoothly.
"Wait, what?" Selina's eyes widened. "Mr. Hamilton, you're eating here?"
