로그인[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Lewis was at the front door in four steps.Croft was twenty feet down the pavement, phone to his ear, body angled toward the end of the street. Not gone. Just moved.Lewis exhaled once. Then went back inside."He's still out there," he said to Yessica.She had her hand flat against the wall in the hallway. She dropped it. Didn't say anything.McAllister was still on the line. "I need you to stay inside and keep the children away from windows until we have her location confirmed. Her car was found in a multistorey on Castle Terrace — she abandoned it after the station. We're working through CCTV now.""How far is Castle Terrace from here?"A pause that lasted exactly as long as it took McAllister to decide whether to be honest. "Twelve minutes on foot."Lewis ended the call and went upstairs.Getting three children into one room without alarming them required a specific kind of performance. He did it with a story about a surprise indoor camp, which
[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Hayes got through to the school office in under a minute.Lewis watched his face while he listened. Professional composure doing the work it was trained to do — nothing visible until the call ended and Hayes lowered the phone."Sandra Keane didn't come in this morning," he said. "She called in sick at seven forty. The head teacher assumed it was routine."Lewis was already calling McAllister."She's gone," he said when she picked up. "Same morning Brennan was detained. Either he warned her before he went to the facility or she's monitoring the situation independently." A pause. "She knows we identified her.""I'll issue a locate and detain." McAllister's voice shifted into operational mode immediately. "Home address, vehicle registration, known contacts. Do you have anything beyond what you've given us?""Nothing you don't have.""Keep your children home. James Croft can be at your door within the hour."Lewis ended the call. Looked at Hayes."Crof
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)Lewis's face went completely still.That was always the tell. Not the jaw, not the hands — the eyes going flat and the rest of him going quiet in a way that meant something very controlled was happening underneath."Thank you, Eleanor," he said. "Don't tell anyone else yet."He ended the call.Hayes looked between them, reading the room with the trained efficiency of someone who assessed threat levels for a living. "Do you need a moment?""Yes," Yessica said.Hayes took his laptop to the hallway without being asked.Yessica looked at Lewis. "Say what you're thinking.""I'm thinking she sat in this kitchen. She sat in Eleanor's conference room. She gave us names, documents, a timeline — and the whole time she was reporting every piece of it back to Neil Brennan." His voice was precise and cold. "I'm thinking we used her testimony as the foundation of our response to Catherine's welfare filing. I'm thinking she knew Victoria Brennan was outside our
[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)McAllister was at the house by eight.She came without calling first, which told Lewis everything about how seriously she was taking the previous night's message before she said a word."Six weeks," she said, sitting at the kitchen table. "Catherine's communications were clean for the full six weeks prior to the prison review. No calls to network members, no mail to known contacts, nothing through her approved visitor list that we can connect to operational instructions.""So she built the network, then handed it to someone," Lewis said."That's the most likely interpretation, yes." McAllister set a folder on the table. "Before her communications were restricted, Catherine made twelve personal calls. Four to her solicitor — legitimate, documented. Three to Harrison, which he confirmed. Two to a charity she'd been associated with." A pause. "And three to a number registered to a private consultancy in Edinburgh."She slid a printed page across the t
[POV: Lewis] (Location: Edinburgh)Lewis was already moving."Stay here," he said to Yessica — not a request — and crossed the hallway in four steps, positioning himself between the staircase and the front door.McAllister was still on the line. He heard her issuing instructions before the door fully opened.The woman who stepped inside was not what he expected. Mid-forties, slight, wearing a rain jacket and carrying nothing in her hands. She stopped the moment she saw him.Her face did something complicated. Not aggression. Not the cool calculation of someone executing a plan. Something closer to a person who had driven to a destination and arrived only to understand, too late, that they'd made a terrible mistake."Mr. Sterling," she said."Put your hands where I can see them."She raised both hands immediately. "I'm not armed. I'm not here to do anything." Her voice shook slightly. "I just — I needed to see you in person. I needed you to know that I've been trying to get out of th
[POV: Yessica] (Location: Edinburgh)Lewis called McAllister before Yessica had finished reading the message twice."Another number," he said when she answered. "Same pattern, different sender. Forward incoming now."He took Yessica's phone and sent the screenshot while McAllister was still on the line. The call lasted four minutes. When it ended, he set both phones on the table and looked at Yessica with the specific expression she'd learned to read as controlled alarm — the version where the alarm was real but the control was a decision, not a reflex."She's sending a unit," he said. "She wants you to reply.""Reply.""With a message she'll draft. Keep them talking long enough to trace the number." He paused. "She says it's your call. You don't have to."Yessica thought about it for approximately three seconds."Tell her to send the draft."McAllister's text arrived in two minutes. Simple, direct, designed to sound like genuine fear rather than a tactical response. Yessica read it
POV: Yessica | EdinburghDr. Sarah Chen opened with the question directly."Last week you said you were angry at Lewis for the Tokyo situation. I want to understand the shape of it. What specifically are you angry about?"Yessica had spent the week thinking about how to answer that. She was not som
POV: Yessica | EdinburghDavid picked up on the second ring.She told him everything before he could ask. The Marcus counter-claim. The fabricated communication. The timeline. The fact that it was about to be filed and would likely be leaked before Eleanor could contain it.David was quiet for four
POV: Yessica | EdinburghShe woke up knowing what day it was.Lewis was already in the kitchen when she came down. He did not say anything about it. She did not either. He made coffee, she fed Rose, Claire ate breakfast and talked about a project at school that required colored paper, and the morni
POV: Lewis | EdinburghShe asked if he still wanted to be here.He said yes without hesitating, because it was true.She looked at him. "Then tell me what you do in the study at two in the morning."He did not answer immediately."Lewis.""I go there when I am scared," he said. "When I feel like I







