Erick
The study had become my war room.
Every morning, I sat at the heavy mahogany desk that overlooked the restless ocean, my laptop open, my screens aligned with feeds from Cheshire Enterprises.
The glow of the monitors filled the room, casting long shadows on the walls.
As I watched the fox in my den.
Sonya.
She thought herself clever, stepping into Cheshire with that smug smile plastered across her face.
She walked into my empire believing it was her playground, believing she could replicate what Sophia had done. But what she failed to realize was that every step she took, every move she made, was already under my eyes.
I had allowed her in.
When Caleb had called, panicked and trembling over Alan’s request, I had already been one step ahead.
I knew refusing her would onl
