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VICTORIAThe room went completely still.That was the first thing I noticed. There was no hum, no shuffle, and no whisper. Just still air and too many eyes.She walked farther onto the set like she belonged there. Like she had been invited. Her shoes made soft taps against the floor. Each one sounded loudly in my chest. She stopped a few feet from me and turned to face the cameras instead of me.That was smart though.“I’m sure you’re all wondering who I am,” she said, cheerfully, almost playfully. “That’s fair. I wondered that too for a long time.”The anchor stood frozen on her chair. The crew didn’t cut the feed. The red light stayed on. Of course it did. This was the kind of moment producers dreamed about and feared at the same time.I stayed seated. I kept my hands still folded and my heartbeat steady.Clark’s voice rose from somewhere behind the lights. “Cut the feed.”No one moved.She smiled wider. “Don’t worry. I’ll be quick. I’ve waited long enough for this moment.”She look
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VICTORIAThey wanted me in a small white room with a lawyer, a recorder, and a clock ticking too loudly. I gave them a studio instead.The car stopped in front of the network building, not the police station. Cameras were already lined up. The doors opened and cool air hit my face. I stepped out slowly, deciding not to rush or hide. My coat sat right on my shoulders. My spine stayed straight. My face felt calm, even if my chest buzzed a little underneath.I could feel Clark behind me. He was close enough that I didn’t need to look. He always stayed like that when he was worried. He would just go quiet while watching everything.“Victoria, are you refusing to cooperate?” someone yelled.Another voice followed. “Are you running?”I smiled a little, then I kept walking.Inside, the building was so noisy. Lights buzzed overhead. People moved fast, like they were late for something important. Producers whispered into headsets. Phones rang nonstop. A young woman rushed over and tried to pre
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CLARKI had already mapped three exits before she finished her coffee.That was how my mind worked now. Not panic. Not fear. Patterns. Routes. Time windows. If this went wrong, where did we go. If this went worse, how fast could we disappear.Victoria sat across from me at the table like nothing had changed. Cream blouse. Hair smooth. Calm face. She scrolled through her iPad like she was reading sales reports instead of watching her name burn across the world.I watched her hands.Steady.That scared me more than tears would have.“They want you in custody,” I said again, slower this time, like if I spaced the words out she might hear them differently.“I know,” she replied.“Not a chat,” I added. “Not a meeting. Custody.”She looked up at me. Just a glance. “I know.”I pushed my chair back and stood. I couldn’t sit anymore. The room felt too small.“We can move tonight,” I said. “Private route. No airports. I have two safe houses ready. One outside Milan. One further east. We don’t e
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VICTORIAMargaret’s kidnapping didn’t end with fire or screams.It ended with my name on every screen.I woke to my phone vibrating like it was alive. It kept buzzing over and over. I didn’t answer at first. I knew what it would be before I even looked. That heavy feeling in my chest told me enough.I sat up in bed and finally checked. Victoria Hale was trending worldwide. And it wasn’t because of fashion or business. It was all due to kidnapping.As I stared at the screen, I felt calm in a way that surprised even me.Margaret had resurfaced, and this time she decided to choose cameras as a way of telling her lies.The first video auto played before I could stop it. Margaret sat in a soft chair, wrapped in a pale blanket. Her hair looked messy in a way that looked planned. Her face showed just enough fear to look real. She spoke slowly, like every word hurt to say.“I never thought my own stepdaughter would do this to me,” she said.I let the video play.She talked about being taken,
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ISABELLA Everything felt wrong in the morning.I sat at my desk with cold coffee and three screens open. One showed account trails. One showed legal filings. One showed a smiling photo of Margaret taken two years ago, back when she still pretended she was just a patron of art and not a spider with a private web.Victoria hadn’t slept. I could tell from her last message. Victoria: Find everything.So I did.I had already known Margaret was involved. You didn’t pull strings like Daniel did without someone older, richer, and meaner holding the other end. Still, knowing something and proving it were two very different things.I delved into the shell companies first. Daniel loved layers. He hid money like it was a game, using offshore accounts and clean fronts. The kind of setup that made auditors tired just looking at it.But he made one mistake. He reused people.An assistant here. A legal clerk there. Workers who thought they were helping with fashion grants or research funds. They we
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CLARKI didn’t plan for it to happen that night.If I were being honest with myself, I had stopped planning anything where Victoria was concerned. Planning made you think you were in control. And being around her taught me how fast control could slip through your fingers.It was late when she came to me. She knocked at the door of my penthouse once, like she already knew I would open the door.And I did.She stood there in a dark coat, hair loose, face calm. No makeup. She didn’t look defensive. Just like her normal self.“Can I come in?” she asked.I stepped aside without answering.The door closed behind her with a soft click. The sound felt loud in the quiet apartment. The city lights spilled through the windows, painting her face in gold and shadow.She didn’t walk around. She didn’t sit. She just stood there, looking at me like she was deciding something that had already been decided.“You’re still awake,” she said.“I don’t sleep much anymore,” I replied.Her mouth curved just a
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