“The last coordinates pinged in the Argani Mountains. Local police say there’s a hidden villa up there, not listed on any official maps,” Adrian explained, eyes locked on the glowing laptop screen mounted on the SUV dashboard.
Vania gripped her seatbelt tightly, trying to calm the storm inside her chest. The SUV sped through the dense pine forest, followed closely by two unmarked police vehicles.
“She thinks she can hide at the edge of the world? I’ll still find her,” Vania muttered, her jaw clenched.
Adrian glanced at her.
“You sure you want to go all the way in? If Lyra’s desperate—”
“I have to face her, Adrian. This isn’t just about Devandra. This is about every wound and every ounce of hate she’s planted for years.”
Adrian nodded slowly, unable to argue. The fire in Vania’s eyes
