Sofia had run out of patience and options. After another sleepless night, something finally clicked. The car that picked Elena up near her building matched a vehicle registered to one of Damien’s shell companies. The timing lined up too perfectly. The way officials kept brushing her off whenever his name came up wasn’t coincidence. It was control.
She stormed out of her apartment the next morning, dragging along the only officer who had seemed halfway willing to listen after her latest visit to the precinct. Officer Ramirez was young, maybe a little idealistic, and clearly uncomfortable being pulled into this. But Sofia didn’t care. She needed someone with a badge standing beside her when she confronted the man she now suspected of holding her best friend prisoner.
The elevator ride up t
