Just like that.
Silence crashed down.
The boy reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, battered photograph.
He stepped toward Sebastian.
The security guard moved, but Sebastian raised one hand without looking away.
The boy held out the photo.
Sebastian took it carelessly.
Or tried to.
But the moment his eyes landed on the image, his smirk vanished.
His fingers tightened.
The photograph showed a young woman sitting on the steps of a tiny apartment building, holding a newborn baby wrapped in a pale blue blanket.
The woman was Elena.
