Aria's POV
The distorted voice answered through the speakers. "The cleanup operation remains secure. No traces leading back to our previous client."
Previous client? I instinctively raised my phone. The camera zoomed in silently. Click. Click. Click.
Photograph after photograph. Noah at the encrypted terminal. The equipment he was using, the security systems, and even the communication channels.
I captured every detail.
Then another sentence reached my ears. "Damon is still seriously investigating Ms. Stone."
Stone. My blood ran cold. Claudia Stone.
Noah leaned back in his chair. "That doesn't matter." His voice had become frighteningly cold. "He won't find anything new on her."
I nearly stopped breathing.
"The evidence connecting her to the attacks was erased long ago. I personal
