Vasquez’s POVThe ledger was a thorn in my flesh.I thought I’d buried every trace of those numbers, locked them away with the years and the bodies. Yet somehow, Amelia, Adam’s daughter, had clawed her way to it. Bold little brat. Bold enough to walk into my conference room with her chin high, like she was the one holding court, when she didn’t even understand the game she was sitting in.No, I couldn’t let that stand. Not when I knew exactly what had happened the last time when we had this kind of issue on our handsI lit another cigarette, pacing my office, the curtains drawn tight. Smoke curled around me, thick and sharp, the air heavy with the smell of burning. “She thinks she’s clever,” I muttered to myself, exhaling. “But even clever women die off sometimes.”My phone buzzed. Rafael.Perfect.I flicked it on speaker and leaned back in my chair. “You’ve been waiting for me to call.”“Of course I have,” Rafael’s voice carried that restless edge of his, too eager, too hungry. “So?
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