LOGINThe soft hum of the engine filled the narrow space like a distant echo from a dream that had not fully released her yet. Naomi stirred slowly beneath the soft blanket covering her body. Her head still felt heavy, her throat dry, and every breath felt like waking after a long illness. It took several
In the end, Lydia gave a faint smile. “No. Of course not.”“Let’s move,” Cale said flatly.They left the suite at a brisk pace. The hotel corridor looked calm, too calm, with thick carpet swallowing the sound of footsteps and warm yellow lights making everything appear normal. Yet that very stillnes
Three knocks sounded at the suite door, soft but clear enough to cut through the tension hanging in the air. No one moved for a fraction of a second. It was as if the entire room had stopped breathing together.Lydia, standing near the table, instinctively turned toward the door. Her fingers were gr
Don Falcon’s office occupied the highest floor of the mansion, overlooking a stretch of city that seemed small beneath the vast glass windows. But that morning, no one in the room dared appreciate the view. The air felt heavy, dense with pressure that came entirely from the man seated behind the gle
“Not if it’s treated immediately.” The doctor looked at Cale calmly. “But she needs complete rest. No stress, no fear, and she must not be left alone.”Lydia raised a brow. “That last part sounds important.”Dr. Weber took out fever medication and wrote an additional prescription. “I’ll give her an
The hotel room door flew open harder than usual. Fast footsteps entered the main suite, followed by a rush of cold air from the hallway before the door could close again.Cale came in first, still wearing the same suit he had left in that morning. His face was unreadable, but the tight line of his j
“Not yet,” Cale cut in coldly. “You haven’t given me the one thing that matters most.”“What is it?” Noel’s voice trembled.“Harold’s location.”Noel froze. His face drained of what little color remained.“I don’t know,” he said quickly. “I swear. He keeps moving. Even Oscar—”Cale narrowed his eyes
“I’m going to the prosecutor’s office.”The words left Althea’s mouth flatly yet filled with resolve. She stood in the living room, phone still in her hand, waiting for Arsen’s response on the other end. Josh and Grace were already being looked after by Lydia and seemed to have started forgetting wh
The black van cruised steadily along the outer-city highway, far from the crowded center. Its windows were tinted, the engine quiet, and two other vehicles followed at a measured distance, keeping to the same lane. Harold sat comfortably in the middle seat, one leg crossed over the other, his suit i
The atmosphere at the Miller family home was calm and peaceful. Althea chose to relax, losing herself in one of her favorite novels—until her phone rang several times, pulling her attention away.Arsen’s name appeared on the screen, and her body tensed instantly. She answered before the ringing even







