Elena’s POV.The glow from the encrypted phone burned into my vision long after I stopped reading, the words fixed in place in a way that made it impossible to look away even when I knew nothing would change.Surrender your shares, annul the marriage, and leave the country, or you will never see the boy again.The message was short, controlled, and completely devoid of anything unnecessary, which made it worse, because it meant whoever sent it knew exactly what they were doing and exactly how much they needed to say to make the threat land.“Elena.”Donovan’s voice reached me through the noise in my head, steady but closer now, pulling me back into the room I had momentarily lost track of, and when I finally looked up at him, I realized I had gone completely still without noticing.“What does it say?” he asked, his gaze locked on mine, reading the shift before I could even respond. “What do they want?”“They don’t want money,” I said, and my voice didn’t sound like it belonged to me,
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