MasukElara returns to the penthouse with her heart pounding. Lucas won't be home for hours. He texted that his meetings would run late into the evening. This is her window of opportunity.She goes directly to Lucas's home office. It's a room she's rarely entered. Lucas keeps it locked most of the time, claiming he needs privacy for sensitive business matters. But Elara has a key now. She made a copy weeks ago when Lucas was in the shower.The office is pristine. Minimalist desk, expensive leather chair, shelves lined with business books Lucas probably never reads. Everything is for show. Lucas is all about appearances.Elara closes the door behind her and goes straight to the safe. It's hidden behind a painting of some abstract art piece Lucas claims is worth a fortune. She moves the painting aside and reveals the digital safe.She pulls out the paper Marcus gave her with the combination. Her hands shake slightly as she enters the numbers: 7-15-22-4.The safe beeps and clicks open.Inside
The next morning, Lucas leaves early for a series of meetings. He kisses Elara goodbye, but his eyes are watchful. Assessing. She smiles and waves from the doorway, maintaining the perfect fiancée act until he's gone.The moment the elevator doors close, Elara's phone rings. It's an unknown number."Hello?" she answers cautiously."Miss Craslow, this is Marcus Vaughn." His voice is cold and formal. "I need to see you today. It's urgent."Elara's heart skips. Marcus rarely contacts her directly. When he does, it's always significant."When and where?" she asks."The estate. Eleven o'clock. Come alone. Tell no one, not even my son."He hangs up before she can respond.Elara stares at her phone. This is unusual. Marcus specifically said not to tell Kieran. Why would he exclude his own son from a meeting?She considers texting Kieran anyway, but something stops her. If Marcus finds out she disobeyed, it could jeopardize everything. The Vaughn patriarch is not a man to cross.At ten thirty
Elara returns to the penthouse to find Lucas waiting in the living room. He's not working on his laptop or making calls like usual. He's just sitting on the couch, a glass of scotch in his hand, staring at the door. Waiting for her."Hi," Elara says. She forces brightness into her voice. "How was your day?""Interesting," Lucas says. He doesn't stand to greet her. Doesn't smile. Just watches her with those cold blue eyes. "How was the spa?""Relaxing," Elara lies. She sets down her purse. "I got a massage and a facial. I feel much better.""Good," Lucas says. But his tone suggests he doesn't believe her. "Come sit with me. We need to talk."Elara's heart races but she keeps her expression calm. She sits on the couch beside him, careful to maintain the right amount of closeness. Not too far away, which would seem suspicious. Not too close, which would require intimacy she can barely tolerate."What's wrong?" Elara asks. "You seem tense.""I'm concerned about you," Lucas says. He sets d
Elara meets Kieran at his office downtown. It's a sleek building with tight security. No one will think twice about seeing Raven Craslow visiting the Vaughn empire headquarters. She's Lucas's fiancée and Kieran's stepsister. Her presence is easily explained.Kieran is waiting in his private conference room. He stands when she enters and immediately pulls her into his arms."How did it go?" he asks against her hair."I got everything," Elara says. She pulls out her phone and plays a portion of the recording. Alice's voice fills the room, confessing to murder.Kieran listens intently. When the recording ends, he looks both satisfied and concerned. "This is damning. But we need to be careful how we use it.""That's why I'm here," Elara says. "We need legal advice. Someone who can tell us if this recording is admissible in court."Kieran nods. "I have someone. Richard Chen. No relation to Alice. He's a criminal defense attorney. The best in the city. He's worked with my family for years.
The taxi drops Elara off a block from Alice's apartment building. It's a modest place in a decent neighborhood. Nothing like Lucas's penthouse or the Vaughn estate. This is where Alice lived while she was having an affair with a wealthy man. While she was dreaming of a better life.Kieran is already there, waiting in his car. Elara slides into the passenger seat."Are you sure about this?" Kieran asks. "If Lucas finds out you went to see Alice, he'll know something is wrong.""I was careful," Elara says. "And we need that vial. It's the physical evidence we've been missing."Kieran nods. He pulls out a set of lockpicks. "Let's go."They enter the building through a side door. The elevator takes them to the fourth floor. Alice's apartment is at the end of the hallway. Kieran picks the lock in less than a minute.The apartment is small. One bedroom, one bathroom, a combined living room and kitchen. It's neat but impersonal. Like Alice never really lived here. Just existed between shifts
Elara stays at Lucas's penthouse for three hours. She plays the dutiful fiancée. She nods sympathetically while he rants about Alice. She agrees with his plans for damage control. She smiles and touches his arm and acts like nothing has changed.But inside, she is planning. Calculating. Waiting for her moment to escape.Finally Lucas gets a call about an emergency at his office. Some crisis with investors spooked by the wedding disaster. He has to go handle it personally."Will you be okay here alone?" Lucas asks. He seems reluctant to leave her."I'll be fine," Elara assures him. "I'm exhausted anyway. I think I'll take a bath and rest."Lucas kisses her forehead. "I'll be back in a few hours. We'll have dinner. Talk about the new wedding plans.""Sounds perfect," Elara lies.The moment Lucas leaves, Elara springs into action. She calls Kieran immediately."Where is Alice?" she asks without preamble."Pinehurst Psychiatric Hospital," Kieran says. "It's a private facility on the north







