Miranda's POV
The moment I found out the driver I'd paid good money for had been arrested, terror seized me. I spent one sleepless night in Lakeside City, every shadow making me jump.
As soon as dawn broke, I fled back to New York, my hands trembling on the wheel the entire drive.
The whole way, I kept praying—begging the Moon Goddess, fate, anyone—that Viya would just die already. That b***h needed to disappear for good.
Ever since the accident yesterday, she'd vanished like smoke. No news. No updates. Nothing.
Maybe—Moon Goddess willing—maybe she'd fallen into the hands of someone who hated her as much as I did.
After that press conference, Viya had made plenty of enemies. Wolves who saw her as a threat, who wanted her silenced.
The thought made my lips curve into
