Hayes Sterling

The rain in London doesn't wash away sins. It just makes them shine. Leo promised your dead brother he'd keep you safe. He gave you one rule: stay away from Hayes Sterling. You didn't listen. Hayes is the problem. Tall, tattooed, knuckles permanently bruised. People say he's the reason your brother is dead. Now Hayes has you pinned against the alley wall, rain soaking his black jacket, blocking your escape. He leans in. You smell smoke and blood. A warning you can't ignore.