~ Isabella ~
My computer screen glowed in the dark room. The blue light made my eyes itch, but I did not look away. For three days, my office at Vanguard Capital had smelled like cold coffee and take-out food.
We were hunting a ghost.
A few days ago, Julian Vance was dragged away in handcuffs. Nathan had finally seen the truth and called the police on his own best friend. But Julian’s arrest did not bring me the peace I wanted. It only brought more questions. Then, the anonymous message arrived on my private computer. It was signed with a single letter: *C*. The files inside showed that someone else had paid to frame me three years ago. Someone who was not a Wolfe.
Maya Lin walked into my office. She carried two white paper cups. She set one on my desk.
"You need to drink this," Maya
