LOGINHaileyThe roar of the SUV’s engine was the only thing filling the silence as we tore through the streets of Paris. Evans was hunched over the steering wheel, his knuckles white, his jaw set in a line of iron. Beside him, the tablet on the dashboard flickered with red dots, marking the path David had taken. I sat in the back, squeezed between the leather door and Nancy. She wasn't leaning back. She was sitting on the very edge of the seat, her eyes fixed on the windshield."Faster, Evans," Nancy whispered. Her voice was thin, but it carried a strange, vibrating authority."I’m going as fast as I can without flipping the car, Nancy," Evans snapped, though his eyes softened when he looked at her in the rearview mirror."She’s scared," Nancy said, reaching out to touch the glass of the window. "The third one. The noise is changing. It’s not just a hum anymore. It’s a rhythmic thudding. Like a drum. She knows we are coming, but she doesn't know if we are the monsters or the hunters."I cl
EvansThe glowing screen of my phone felt like it was burning a hole in my palm. Nine AM. David wasn't just coming for my chair anymore. He was coming for the foundation of everything I had tried to build. I looked at Hailey, her hand still resting over my heart. The forgiveness she had given me felt like a heavy cloak, warm but weighted with the responsibility of not failing her again."I have to go," I whispered, my voice thick. "If I don't show up, he wins by default. He'll have the legal power to open every door in this house."Hailey nodded, her eyes reflecting the dim light of the study. "Go. Win. I’ll stay with Nancy and Mabel. Marcus will have the perimeter locked down."The drive to the Wilson Corporation headquarters was a blur of steel and glass. I didn't spend the time rehearsing a speech. I spent it looking at the digital files Marcus had compiled. David had been busy. He had spent months whispering in the ears of men who valued profit over people.When I stepped into the
HaileyThe silence in the study was so thick it felt like I was breathing in ash. I stood in the doorway, my hand still gripping the cold brass handle, watching the man I loved crumble into the shadows. Evans didn't look like a king anymore. He didn't look like the untouchable billionaire who could solve every problem with a phone call. He looked like a little boy caught in a lie that had grown too big to carry."Every single piece of this," I repeated, my voice barely a whisper. "The wedding. Valarie’s return. Nancy’s blood. It all started because you signed a check to buy me."Evans finally looked up. His eyes were red, his face gaunt in the moonlight. "I didn't buy you, Hailey. I tried to buy your happiness. I thought if I cleared the path, if I removed the obstacles, we could just be us. I didn't want you to be the other woman. I wanted you to be the only woman.""By destroying someone else?" I asked, taking a step toward the desk. The hum in my head was gone, replaced by a cold,
EvansI lay in the dark, my heart hammering against my ribs like a trapped bird. Beside me, I felt the mattress shift. Hailey sat up, her movement sharp and jagged. I kept my eyes closed, forcing my breathing to stay shallow, but I could feel her focus on me. It wasn't just a gaze; it was a physical weight. Her ability was out of control, radiating off her in waves of heat that made the air in the room feel thin. I knew she felt it. She felt the rot of the lie I had been carrying since the day we stood at the altar. I waited, counting the seconds in the silence, until I heard her feet hit the carpet. She moved like a ghost, her footsteps receding toward the door. Only when the soft click of the latch echoed through the room did I let out the breath I had been holding.I sat up and rubbed my face with my palms, my skin feeling raw. I needed to say it. I needed to speak the truth into the dark before it choked me to death. I pulled on a robe and walked down the hallway, the cold marble
HaileyThe kitchen was too quiet when Evans walked back in with Nancy. He was supporting her weight, his arm wrapped firmly around her thin waist, while her bare, dirty feet dragged slightly on the polished floor. Mabel stood up immediately, grabbing a warm blanket from the sofa and wrapping it around my sister’s shoulders. We didn't speak for a long time. We just sat there in the harsh light of the kitchen, the steam from a forgotten kettle rising into the air."You're sure about this, Nancy?" I asked, my voice cracking. I reached across the table to touch her hand. It was still like ice. "You know where she is?"Nancy looked at me, and for a second, the vacant look of a doll was gone. Her eyes were sharp, glowing with a strange, internal light. "I don't just know, Hailey. I can hear the rhythm of the facility. It’s a low-frequency pulse, hidden beneath an old textile factory on the outskirts of the 13th Arrondissement. Frost thinks she’s clever by hiding in plain sight."Evans pulle
EvansThe sight of that empty bed was like a physical blow to my stomach. I stood in the middle of the room, my lungs burning, staring at the tangled sheets and the IV needle lying on the floor. Hailey was right behind me, her hand over her mouth, her eyes wide with a terror that made my blood run cold."Nancy!" I shouted, but the only answer was the wind whistling through the shattered window.I didn't wait for Hailey to speak. I spun around and sprinted for the security hub in the basement. My heart was thudding against my ribs like a trapped bird. If Frost had taken her, if she was back in a cage because I wasn't fast enough, I would never forgive myself."Marcus! Get the monitors up!" I screamed as I burst into the room.Marcus was already typing, his face pale under the glow of the screens. "I'm checking the perimeter, sir. No one broke in. The alarms didn't go off.""Then how is she gone?" I demanded, slamming my hand on the desk. "Look at the hallway cameras. Now!"Marcus scrol
Hailey's POV I stood on the stairs with my phone pressed to my ear, Marcus' words sitting heavy in my chest."I will be there in thirty minutes," I said quietly. "Send me the address."I hung up and stood completely still for a moment. The address came through immediately. A warehouse on the east
David’s POVI watched the sunrise from my office window with a glass of whiskey in my hand.Not because I was celebrating. Because I was thinking.Evans had finally done it. He had told her everything. My people inside the mansion had confirmed it last night — Hailey went to the guest room at eleve
POV: Hailey WilsonI was in my office, staring at the blueprints of the mansion on my computer screen, when my phone rang. It was Evans."Hailey," his voice sounded broken, hollow. "I need you to come home. Right now. Please.""Evans, I'm in the middle of—""Please," he interrupted. "This can't wai
POV: Evans WilsonI watched the needle slide into Nancy's arm, and something inside me snapped.I stopped struggling against the guards. I stopped pleading. Instead, I looked directly at Valarie and said, very calmly, "Marcus, execute protocol seven."Valarie's smile faltered. "What?"I repeated my







