Sometimes, things just worked out better than you planned.
Cecilia was always a mess when it came to Harper. And now, she'd walked straight into the trap.
Perfect.
Composed again, Daisy changed into a clean outfit.
From her safe, she took a stack of crisp bills and a shimmering set of jewelry.
Just before stepping out, she texted Maggie:
[No loose ends this time. I’ll wrap this up clean.]
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Downstairs, the air was thick with tension.
Daisy dropped her phone on the coffee table, her posture perfect despite the pounding in her chest.
Alpha Sebastian sat across from her, all quiet control and coiled aggression, while Beta Sawyer paced behind him in tight, anxious circles.
They waited under the cold glow of the midnight hour, time dragging with every beat of
