Chapter nine: Into the lions den

Emily’s POV

I didn’t have enough information, but Kevin was pressuring me, and what I had was enough to stir the public. As I made my way to the office, my heart raced with a mix of fear and determination. I knew the risks involved in publishing the article exposing Alexander Blackwood's ties to the mafia, but I also knew that it was the right thing to do. The truth had to be brought to light, no matter the consequences. I wished I had more time to investigate further, but it was all I had, and it was time to publish it. I walked the streets quickly, I wanted to get to the office as fast as possible.

But as I stepped out onto the busy street near my office, I felt a chill run down my spine. Something wasn't right. The hairs on the back of my neck stood on end as I scanned the crowd, my senses on high alert. And then, out of the corner of my eye, I saw him.

Alexander Blackwood.

He was standing across the street, his gaze fixed on me with an intensity that sent shivers all over