Kara’s POV“What’s the update?”I didn’t look away from the screen, fingers still tapping against the edge of my laptop, but I could hear Rodrigo sigh on the other end of the call.“His usual routine,” he said. “Hasn’t left the golf club all morning.”Typical. Predictable bastard.“Alright. Keep your eyes on him. Call me the second anything shifts.”Click.I exhaled slowly, the kind of breath that never really settles your nerves, and stared at the mess on my screen. So many files. So many people trying to dig graves for us. ASA was falling apart, but not quietly. These bastards were determined to claw their way back up, and if they had their way, I’d be the one buried underneath.I could still feel the ghost of last night in my bones. Dylan bringing me back to the penthouse had been… complicated. There was a part of me that exhaled the moment I walked through that door, like my skin could finally unclench. But going back to the pack house?No. That would’ve been a mistake. Too many
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