Se connecter[Lily's POV]"They're going to find you," I said. "Maybe not today. Maybe not this week. But they will find you. And when they do, they will not be interested in your explanations about 'plausible deniability' or 'standard operating procedure.' They will want a name. They will want to know who hired you. And under the kind of pressure those two men are capable of... you will give them one."Silence.Then, in a voice I barely recognized, Zorro whispered, "What are you saying?"I looked at him — really looked at him — and for a moment, I felt something that surprised me. Not pity. Not guilt. Something closer to... clarity. The kind of clarity that comes when you finally accept the true nature of a person you've been relying on.He was weak. He had always been weak. I'm seeing it now in his hesitation, in his caveats, in his endless hedging and risk-aversion dressed up as ‘professionalism.’ He wasn't a wolf in sheep's clothing — he was a sheep in wolf's clothing. All bark, no bite. All p
[Lily's POV]"Get in the car, Zorro,” I snapped. “Or I drive away right now, and the next time you hear from me, it'll be through a lawyer."He hesitated, then opened the passenger door and slid in. The interior light flicked on for a second, and I got a clear look at his face — pale, puzzled, suspicious. None of the usual bluster.I didn't turn on the interior light again. We sat in darkness, lit only by the faint glow of the dashboard indicator lights."Let me guess," he said, forcing a casual tone. "You're unhappy with how the article turned out.""You didn't use her name.""I explained my reasoning—""Your reasoning is garbage." My voice was quiet, but each word landed like a hammer. "I gave you a loaded gun and you refused to pull the trigger. I handed you everything on a silver platter — her name, her position, the specific regulations she allegedly violated. All you had to do was press 'publish' with the text exactly as I wrote it. Instead, you sanitized it. You turned a bullet
[Lily's POV]The conference room had emptied out, but I could still hear the echo of David's voice in my head."No. I vote against the motion. Dr. McCutchen stays."Nine words. Nine words that had undone weeks of careful planning. I sat in the rear passenger seat of the car, my hands clenched in my lap so tightly that my nails left crescent-shaped indentations in my palms. Up front, my driver hadn't said a word — he knew better than to speak to me right now.I stared out the window without seeing anything. The city blurred past in a smear of gray and concrete.He chose her. Again. In front of everyone there, in front of me, sitting right beside him with his child in my belly, he chose her. He looked at her with those eyes. Those same damn eyes I'd seen him directing at my sister for years.That conflicted, pained, "I know I shouldn't but I can't help it," look.I had been sitting right there at his side. And he still looked at her.My phone buzzed. I pulled it out. A notification from
[Alice's POV]"No, seriously. You look like you haven't slept in three days and your face is doing that thing where you're pretending to be fine but you're actually not at all. Sit down."She grabbed my arm and guided me to a chair. "I have snacks. Do you want snacks? I have those spicy seaweed chips you like. And maybe a chocolate bar, somewhere in my drawer. Hold on —""Noelle."She paused and looked at me."I didn't come here for snacks. I came here because I need your help. Professionally."Noelle's expression shifted. The bouncy, caffeinated energy drained away, replaced by something calmer and more focused. She pulled her chair over, and sat down beside me."Tell me.”I told her everything. Starting from the initial anonymous tabloid article, to the overnight escalation on the forensic forum, to the specific legal clauses being weaponized, to the board meeting and David's veto. I didn't leave anything out. I told her about the proxy server IP, about Adam's suspicion regarding th
[Alice's POV]I drove straight to the university campus, near the center of downtown Zurich.It was a Tuesday morning, so the parking lot near the Computer Science building was nearly full. I had to circle twice before finding a spot near the far end, next to a row of dormant cherry trees. I killed the engine, sat for a moment, and stared at the brick facade of the building through the windshield.Noelle Chen.We'd met during my second year of medical school, in circumstances that were anything but ordinary. She had been a first-year graduate student in Computer Science at the time — brilliant, eccentric, and socially awkward in that way that made most people uncomfortable but made me feel right at home.We crossed paths because of a campus emergency: a routine appendectomy had gone sideways, and Noelle had been the patient. I wasn't even supposed to be in that operating room — I was just a second-year student observing from the gallery — but the lead surgeon stepped out for a moment,
[Alice’s POV]The moment I saw Lily standing next to David in the driveway, a stab of bitter disappointment lanced through me.It wasn't heartbreak. That ship had long since sailed, shattered against the rocks of our divorce agreement. It was more of a weary resignation — the kind of feeling you get when you guess the ending of a movie before the opening credits finish rolling. So, why was she here with him?I stood there by my car, the morning air biting at my cheeks. Beside me, Adam's posture instantly shifted when he saw them. His relaxed demeanor vanished, replaced by a rigid, hostile tension."David," Adam's voice cut through the quiet morning. It was low, but it carried a sharp, unyielding edge. "Your girlfriend is pregnant. Regardless of how things ended between you and Alice, you need to take responsibility for your own actions. Step up and be a man. You and Alice are already divorced."David’s expression didn't waver, but a flash of cold defensiveness flickered in his eyes. H
[Lily’s POV]There was still a lingering burnt smell in the air, in the manor’s main bedroom, reminding me of that heart-stopping night. Restoration had been swift. It was nearing completion and the main areas of the big house were habitable once more.I’m sitting up in the large bed; my right hand
[Alice's POV]The dull pain in my stomach struck again, more intense than at any time before. I staggered for a moment, and Adam firmly supported me.“You need to get checked out right away.” Adam’s tone was serious. “You’re paler even than Lily.”“Could you take me back to Lily’s room? I’ve left m
[Alice's POV]The harsh morning light revealed the stark, blackened ruins of the Newcombe villa. Once our home.Lily’s screaming accusations echoed across the empty lawn; her face twisted with jealousy and rage. Her carefully manicured fingers trembled as she pointed at me, her voice so shrill it a
[Alice's POV]The narrow space inside the ambulance was crowded, containing two stretchers, one each side. The hissing sound of the oxygen mask was particularly jarring, making me feel irritated. I was holding Camilla, who was still softly sobbing, but my gaze fell on Lily on the other stretcher.S







