Control

Four years ago, Malachi Reyes left without a goodbye.
Four years later, he comes back to London expecting a war.
Instead, he finds Rhea Thorne.
She isn't waiting.
She isn't forgiving.
And she definitely isn't his Ray anymore.
Now rival crews are carving up territory across London, old loyalties are breaking, and every encounter between them feels less like a reunion and more like an execution delayed by circumstance.
The problem isn't that they hate each other.
The problem is that neither of them has ever stopped caring enough to make the hate stick.