"As you command, Mr. Knight," Tyler said with a firm nod.
Sarah’s eyebrows shot up at Tyler’s tone and obedience to Jack. It was as if Jack held a powerful authority that Tyler, a man built like a wall with an aura of barely restrained strength, wouldn’t dare to question.
Even standing near him, Tyler's towering figure and physique exuded an intimidating strength, yet Jack’s presence seemed to eclipse even that.
Jack’s military-like demeanor, with a disciplined, athletic build, only underscored his control over the situation.
“Be careful, Tyler. And don’t cause any permanent damage,” Jack reminded him in a low, measured tone.
Tyler nodded, his gaze sharp.
“Understood, sir.”
Jack turned to Sarah, his face softening.
“We’re outta here, sweetheart.” He leaned down and scooped Hazel up
