Aria’s heart pounded wildly as the envelope slipped from her trembling hands.
The photographs scattered across the train station floor.
Vanessa.
Mr. Lawson.
The fake private investigator.
Everything Ethan needed to know was right there.
“There she is!” one of the men shouted again.
“Get the envelope!”
Maya grabbed Aria’s wrist.
“Run!”
Without another thought, the two women sprinted through the crowded station.
Passengers screamed and jumped out of the way.
A child began crying as his mother pulled him to safety.
The men in black pushed through the crowd, knocking over luggage and chairs.
“Stop them!”
“They can’t leave with that evidence!”
Aria clutched the envelope tightly against her chest while Maya led her toward the station exit.
Her breathing became heavier with every
