Mag-log in[Alice's POV]"I know about the mercury switch," he shouted.His hands were moving over the device now, his fingers tracing the casing, finding the seams, the joints, the access points."Adam's security guy has a comms link to a bomb disposal tech who's walking him through it. They're in my ear right now. I need you to stay as still as possible. Can you do that?"I stared at him. My eyes were wide, my breathing ragged through my nose, my heart hammering so hard I could feel it against the bomb casing. Every instinct in my body was screaming to move, to fight, to do something — and every instinct was also telling me that movement was death.I held still.David's fingers found
[Alice's POV]The snap I had been waiting for didn't come.Instead, there was a different sound; not the shriek of a snapping cable, but a clank. Metallic. Mechanical. Coming from above me.I opened my eyes.Someone was at the anchor point. A figure in dark clothing, helmet, tactical harness — one of the security team. He had attached a secondary cable to the winch mechanism, a thick braided steel rope that ran back to a vehicle at the edge of the bridge. A winch truck. They had brought a winch truck, and they were running a stabilization line to my anchor point, trying to arrest the drop before the original cable failed entirely.And behind the security operator, pressing forward, shoving past another team member who w
[Alice's POV]I watched him go. I watched him reach the west anchor point, grab the cable with both hands, and shout something to the security team — instructions, commands, the voice of a man who had finally, irrevocably committed. I watched him wrap the cable around his forearms and pull, his legs bracing against the railing, his whole body straining against the weight of the woman hanging below.I watched Adam.He was standing where David had been, at the center of the bridge, looking at me. His face was a ruin — the composed CEO, the controlled strategist, completely and utterly shattered. He was shouting something, but the wind took the words, and all I could see was the shape of his mouth moving, the desperation in his eyes, his hands reaching toward me across seven meters of empty bridge.
[Alice's POV]"I deserve him more than you," she shouted. "I've earned him. I've sacrificed for him. I've become what he needs. And you — you just existed, and it was enough. Just by being in the same room, just by breathing the same air, you were enough. And I hate you for it. I have hated you for it my entire life."The cable above me groaned again. Louder this time. I felt myself drop — a sudden, stomach-lurching fall of maybe ten centimeters, followed by a sickening swing as the cable oscillated. The river below seemed closer. The roar of the water seemed louder."David is coming," Lily said. "I can hear the cars reaching the bridge. And when he gets here, he's going to see exactly what I've arranged. The woman he'
[Alice's POV]I was standing on a narrow metal platform; a maintenance walkway, maybe, or a section of grating bolted to the exterior of some kind of structure. To my left was open air and darkness. To my right, a lattice of rusted steel — the framework of a bridge. An old bridge, industrial, the kind that might have serviced a hydroelectric dam or a factory in the mid-twentieth century.Directly below me, ran the river. I couldn't see it clearly. The darkness was too deep, the current too violent, white water catching fragments of moonlight and scattering them like shattered glass. But I could hear it. A low, continuous roar that seemed to come from the earth itself, as if the ground had torn open and was pouring its guts into the void.I looked up.Lily was headi
[Alice's POV]Lily’s two thugs moved in and hauled me to my feet roughly, but with an unexpected carefulness, as if they'd been given specific instructions about how to move me. One of them stepped behind my back while the other held my shoulders. I heard a click, a soft mechanical snap, and then something hard was pressed flat against my sternum, just above my breasts.The contraption felt cold against my chest, and I caught my breath. I could feel the chill seeping through the fabric of my clothing.The thing was heavy. Glancing down, I detected the unmistakable texture of molded plastic and metal components.A harness was tightened across my back. Buckles clicked into place, four of them, two on each side, pulling the device flush against my upper body. I didn't
[Alice's POV]He simply straightened up, and leaving the balcony, he walked toward me. Coming back into the conference center corridor, he closed the balcony glass sliding door, and joined me.“Professor Lawrence is looking for you.” His voice was low and gentle. “He told me that several European i
Lily‘s PerspectiveWhen I pushed open the heavy front door to Newcombe Manor, I was greeted by the cold, musty smell belonging to the old money class of society.But from tonight onwards, this smell will become much more pleasing to the senses.“Aunt Lily, can I sleep in Mommy’s room tonight?” Cami
[Alice’s POV]“Adam, don‘t blame Camilla,” Lily interjected, putting her arm around Camilla‘s shoulder in a protective gesture. “What does a child know? She just wanted a nice Family Day.”Sarah grabbed my hand and tried to whisper, “Aunt Alice, who are they? They‘re not being nice, are they?” But
[Alice’s POV]Adam lowered me onto the soft sofa, propping pillows under me where I lay. “Stay flat. Don’t strain,” he commanded.Sarah came hurrying back, breathless, holding a plastic cup nearly filled with steaming warm water.“Here, try to drink, lady,” she said, her voice like a soft cloud. “I







