LOGINThe gunshot cracked through the hallway like lightning.Alicia screamed.Alex hit the ground hard, wrapping himself around Aiden just as glass exploded across the floor behind them.“MOVE!” Reyes shouted.Another shot slammed into the wall inches above Zara’s head. She dragged Aiden down behind the kitchen island while Alex rolled to his knees, already searching for the shooter through the shattered window.“Alex!” Alicia grabbed his arm frantically. “Are you hit?”He looked down quickly. Blood streaked across his sleeve.Her heart stopped.But Alex shook his head immediately. “Not mine.”Mercer was on the floor near the back door, clutching his shoulder where the bullet had torn through him. His perfect gray suit bloomed red instantly.“Damn it,” he hissed.Reyes aimed toward the window again. “Second floor tree line! Professional shooter!”Outside, more engines roared up the driveway.Too many.Way too many.Alicia crouched beside Aiden, hands shaking violently now. “Baby, look at m
Silence.Total. Absolute silence.Even the alarms seemed farther away suddenly.Alicia stared at Mercer like she’d misheard him. “What did you just say?”Mercer straightened his suit slowly after Alex released him just enough to breathe. His expression remained calm, but there was satisfaction underneath it now. He’d landed the hit he wanted.Reyes recovered first. “Careful,” she warned him. “You’re already one bad sentence away from leaving here in a body bag.”Mercer ignored her completely. His eyes stayed on Alicia.“Robert never told you?” he asked softly. “Interesting.”Alicia’s pulse roared in her ears. “You’re lying.”“No,” Mercer replied. “Kessler lied. Robert manipulated. But me? I’m practical.” He adjusted his cufflinks. “Aiden was never the only surviving heir.”Alex’s voice was deadly quiet. “Explain. Now.”Mercer looked almost amused by the command. “Twenty years ago, after the Maris Stella fire, the Dickson family cleaned up loose ends very carefully. Most records disapp
Everything happened at once.Aiden crying.The lights dying.Reyes shouting, “DOWN!”Alex moved first.He grabbed Alicia and Aiden both, pulling them toward the kitchen island just as another crash exploded from the front of the house. Wood splintered. Heavy footsteps thundered inside.“Back entrance,” Reyes ordered, gun already drawn. “Move now!”Zara grabbed Aiden’s backpack from the chair with shaking hands. “Come on, baby, come on.”Aiden clung to Alicia so tightly she could barely breathe.“Mama, what’s happening?”“It’s okay,” she lied immediately. “I’ve got you.”Another loud bang echoed through the hallway.Not gunfire.A battering ram.Alex looked toward the sound, every muscle tense. “How many?”Reyes peeked around the counter briefly. “At least six.”“Police?” Zara asked hopefully.Reyes’s expression answered for her. “No badges.”A voice suddenly boomed through the dark house. Calm. Male. Amplified.“Ms. Dickson. Mr. George. We only want the drive.”Alex swore under his br
Alicia gripped the phone tighter. “Keith?”Alex was beside her instantly, his expression sharpening the second he heard the name. Reyes reached for the recorder in her jacket on instinct.Keith’s voice stayed calm. Too calm.“You need to leave the house.”Alicia frowned. “What are you talking about?”“I’m talking about the people connected to the files,” Keith said. “The judges, the banks, the contractors. Robert didn’t build that network alone. And now someone knows you have proof.”Reyes mouthed, Keep her talking.Alicia swallowed. “Where are you?”“Not safe enough to tell you.”Alex stepped closer to the phone. “Keith, if you know something, you need to come in. Right now.”There was a pause on the line.Then Keith laughed softly, but there was no humor in it. “Mr. George, if I come in, I die.”The room went still.Aiden looked between them nervously. Zara quietly moved closer to him.Alicia lowered her voice. “Keith… what did you get involved in?”Another silence. Longer this time
The flash drive sat untouched for almost two days.Long enough for life to start feeling normal again.Which, Alicia realized, was exactly how trouble liked to arrive. Quietly. Patiently. Waiting until you finally exhaled.Thursday morning started with pancakes.Real pancakes this time. Burnt on one side because Alex got distracted kissing Alicia in the kitchen while Aiden pretended not to notice from the table.“Gross,” Aiden said dramatically, even as he grinned into his orange juice. “You guys are weird now.”Alex slid a plate in front of him. “Eat your pancakes.”“You burned them.”“Character building.”Alicia laughed for what felt like the first genuine time in months. The sound surprised even her.Alex looked at her like he was memorizing it.And for one dangerous second, everything felt easy.It ended at 11:17 a.m.Zara was in the study reviewing estate transfers when she walked into the kitchen holding something small between two fingers.“Why is Keith’s keychain still here?”
The kiss almost happened twice before it actually did.The first time, Alicia turned her head at the last second, overwhelmed by the sudden reality of what they were doing. Alex’s hand stayed against her cheek anyway, his forehead resting lightly against hers while both of them tried to breathe normally.The second time, Aiden called out sleepily from down the hall, “Mama?”They broke apart instantly.Alex laughed under his breath and stepped back. “Guess the universe has timing issues.”Alicia pressed a hand to her face, half embarrassed, half relieved. “I should check on him.”“Yeah,” Alex said softly. “You should.”But when she walked past him, his fingers brushed hers. Deliberate this time.And neither of them let go immediately.Aiden was sitting up in bed when Alicia entered his room, hair sticking up in every direction.“You okay, baby?” she asked gently.He nodded sleepily. “Bad dream.”Alicia climbed onto the bed beside him and smoothed the blankets over his legs. “Want to te
Alicia pulled back first, breathless and dizzy.“We shouldn’t have done that.”“Probably not.” Alex’s voice was rough. His forehead rested against hers. Neither of them moved away.“This doesn’t change anything.”“Doesn’t it?”She finally stepped back, putting distance between them. Her lips still
Alex was in the middle of a conference call when his office door slammed open.Leah walked in like she owned the place. Which, technically, she partly did.“We need to talk.”Alex muted the call. “I’m busy.”“Unmute yourself and tell them the meeting’s over.”“Leah…”“Now, Alexander.”He sighed and
“Stop saying that.”“No.”“Alex…”“I’m not gonna stop. You can leave. You can run back to Paris. You can keep Aiden from me. But I won’t give up.”“You can’t fix this.”“Watch me.”Keith came back. Looked between them. “We good here?”“Fine,” Alicia said. “I was just leaving.”“Good talk,” Keith sa
“Someone has to. And right now, doing nothing is worse.”She wanted to argue. But he had a point.“Fine. But I get to see it first.”“Deal.”After dinner, Aiden crashed hard. All the excitement wore him out.Alicia was tucking him in when he asked, “Mummy, why are those people taking pictures of us







