Lisa stared at the black screen in her hand, pulse racing.
No signal.
No message.
Nothing.
Her jaw tightened, fingers curling around her phone like she could crush it. But she knew better. Whoever sent that last text was not bluffing.
They’re not just after your money, Lisa.
They’re after your bloodline.
Her mother’s face flashed in her mind—soft eyes, trembling hands, secrets she never spoke of.
Lisa swallowed hard.
Her phone buzzed again.
This time it was Liam, calling back on a secure line. His voice came through like a low whisper against her ear.
“I’m outside.”
Lisa didn’t hesitate.
She walked to the private elevator, leaving Aiden and Lola behind without a word. Her reflection in the glass doors showed a woman who looked composed, but her stomach twisted in knots.
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