“This is what you wanted, right? Can I leave now that I’ve paid my debt?” His stoic face doesn’t give anything away, but I don’t miss the slight twitch of his fingers at his side. For a moment, I think he might try to stop me, but he doesn’t. Shaking my head, I adjust the strap on my shoulder and unlock the front door. “Xavi.” “Fuck you, Carter,” I choke out, tossing my key on the side table before I close the door behind me.
