Amelia's POV “I’ll do it,” I said into the phone. My voice didn’t shake. I was proud of that. There was a pause on the other end. I could hear Damien breathing. “Good girl,” he said. “Noon. Don’t be late.”And then he hung up. The silence after was worse than his voice. Asher was already shaking his head. “No. Absolutely not.”“We have to,” I said. “It’s too dangerous,” Ethan said. He was pacing again. “He’s unstable. He could kill you the second you walk in.”Priya looked at me, then at Asher. “It’s also the only way we catch him,” she said carefully. “If you go, we follow. We get Ivy and Sam out. We end this.”The front door opened. Jordan and Darcy. They came in fast, out of breath. Darcy’s eyes went straight to me. “What happened?” Jordan asked. Asher filled them in. Everything. The call. The demands. Sam. Ivy. Noon. When he finished, no one spoke for a minute. “I’m going,” I said again. “I have to.”“Amelia—” Asher started. “I’m pregnant,” I said. The room went stil
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