Chapter 685 Chapter 685: Alistair froze. He looked at the door. “Who p> “I don’t know the name,” Bianca whispered. “But the order was clear. No loose ends. If I talk… I die p> Suddenly, the lights in the interrogation room flickered. The electronic lock on the door beeped—a red
Chapter 684 Chapter 684: “Just… next time?” Skye murmured. “Warn me before you drop a chandelier. I almost had a heart attack p> Liam let out a shaky laugh. “Noted p> His phone buzzed on the counter. A notification from the game app. Parker [Lobby Chat]: Victoria is back at
Chapter 683 Chapter 683: “Hey,” Skye said gently. “You okay p> Victoria looked up. Her makeup was ruined, her dress torn. She threw her arms around Skye’s neck, burying her face in Skye’s shoulder. “Thank you,” Victoria sobbed. “You saved me. You actually saved me p> Skye hesitated, then patted
Chapter 682 Chapter 682: The bullet didn’t kill Dominic. It struck his right hand, the one holding the gun. Dominic screamed, a high-pitched sound of agony. His pistol clattered to the floor. His hand was a ruin of blood and shattered bone. Alistair didn’t wait. He vaulted over the hood
Chapter 681 Chapter 681: Down below, the standoff had shifted. Dominic was backed against a wall, clutching a sobbing Victoria. Alistair was pinned down by the remaining guards. Skye was behind cover, unarmed but safe for the moment. And Liam held the high ground. The air was thick with dust
Chapter 680 Chapter 680: It was the voice of Nero. Dominic froze. He looked up at the catwalks, seeing nothing but darkness. “Who are you p> “I’m the one who decides if you leave this room walking or in a bag,” Liam said through the modulator. “Release the women. Now
Chapter 679 Chapter 679: It was a lie. A glorious, desperate lie. But greed was the Thorne family vice. Dominic turned slowly. “You’re lying p> “Am I?” Skye met his gaze. “I found his personal ledger. The Black Book. You know he keeps one. I know where the bodies are
Chapter 678 Chapter 678: The man in the passenger seat turned around. The streetlights passing by illuminated his face in strobe-like flashes. He had a sharp, cruel face, with eyes that held zero warmth. “Shut up,” Dominic Thorne said. His voice was smooth, like oil on a blade. “Pensions don’t
Chapter 677 Chapter 677: He adjusted his glasses, checked the knife concealed in his boot, and stepped out of the shadows. The bass line of the music thumped against Liam’s ribcage, syncing with his own heartbeat. He moved through the crowd not as a guest, but as a predator in
Chapter 676 Chapter 676: The atmosphere was light, almost normal. For a moment, Skye allowed herself to relax. The warmth of the alcohol, the familiar weight of Liam next to her, the absurdity of Victoria’s company, it felt like a reprieve. Then the air shifted. It wasn’t a sound. It
Chapter 675 Chapter 675: “Ugh. Gross.” Victoria leaned forward between the seats. “So, where are we going? Please tell me it’s somewhere with top-shelf tequila. I’ve been drinking the minibar sherry for two days p> “The Vault,” Skye said. Victoria whistled. “Alistair’s place? Fancy. Do we have a reservation, or
Chapter 674 Chapter 674: Liam smirked. “On him? I love it p> The rain blurred the city lights into streaks of neon red, gold, and electric blue. Inside the climate-controlled cocoon of the sports car, the air was warm and smelled faintly of Liam’s cologne, a scent of cedar and
Chapter 673 Chapter 673: “Seatbelt,” Skye commanded. “Safety first p> Lucian clicked the belt. He stared at the back of Skye’s head. “You will pay for this,” he whispered. “I think you just did,” Skye replied. She slammed on the gas. The car lurched forward, the acceleration pinning Lucian to
Chapter 672 Chapter 672: He saw the suspicion in Lucian’s eyes flicker and die, dismissed by the pathetic rasp of his voice. He was careful not to use any electronic distortion. Nero used a modulator, and Lucian was smart enough to link the two if the tech sounded similar. This
Chapter 671 Chapter 671: He kicked the nearest stack of bricks with all the force of his rage. It was a mistake. Solid clay does not yield to dress shoes, especially when the leg driving the kick is already full of holes. Agony exploded in his thigh, radiating down to
Chapter 670 Chapter 670: He hadn’t made bail with his own money. He didn’t have any left. Tessa had seen to that, incinerating his accounts with a thoroughness that was almost artistic. No, he was out because the Syndicate had pulled strings that shouldn’t exist. A “medical deferment” based on
Chapter 669 Chapter 669: “It’s quiet,” Liam said. “Too quiet,” Skye agreed. “I keep waiting for the other shoe to drop p> “There are no more shoes, Skye,” Liam said gently. “We won p> “Did we?” Skye took a sip. “Lucian mentioned the Syndicate wasn’t just him. He was a
Chapter 668 Chapter 668: Tiffany looked up, hopeful. However, Skye continued, “The money she was going to transfer—the ten million p> “Yes?” Tiffany whispered. “Donate it,” Skye said. “To the Oracle Foundation. We’re setting up a fund for victims of Syndicate violence. Do that, and I’ll testify that you were
Chapter 667 Chapter 667: Inside the villa, the scene was chaotic. Alistair had zip-tied Rook’s hands and feet. The mercenary glared at him from the floor. “You’re good,” Rook spat. “I’m better,” Alistair corrected, applying a tourniquet to the man’s leg wound. “You’ll live to stand trial p> Tiffany White
Chapter 666 Chapter 666: “I’m securing Tessa in the car,” Liam’s voice came back. “I can’t leave her p> “I’ve got him,” Skye said. She kicked off her boots and sprinted after Lucian. Outside, the night air was cool and crisp. Lucian stumbled along the path toward the helipad at