"Ryder… the person controlling NoirNet…. It’s Victor Lancaster."
I froze. My fingers clenched tighter around the phone. "Victor Lancaster?" I repeated under my breath.
"Yeah," she confirmed. "The last signal I traced—it pinged straight from his house. Not just close to it. Inside."
I turned, resting my back against the wall, my mind already spinning. "So… what are we going to do about it?" Serena asked.
I took a breath. "What am I going to do about it?" I said, low and steady. "It’s payback time. And I don’t plan on being gentle. If he wants to play dirty, I’ll show him what dirt tastes like. I’ll give him exactly what he deserves."
Serena hesitated. "There’s more, Ryder. I dug a little deeper into Victor’s background. Overseas... he was involved in some dark, twisted circles. Traffic
