Alex’s POV
The call from Walsh came at seven in the morning, jolting me awake from two hours of sleep on Maya’s couch.
“David Stone was released on bail twenty minutes ago,” she said flatly. “One point five million. Same arguments—health, community ties, not a flight risk.”
I sat up. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”
“I wish I was. He’s under house arrest with GPS monitoring, but Alex—”
“But that didn’t stop Victoria,” I finished.
“Exactly. And he’s already given an interview to Channel Seven. It airs at nine.”
After hanging up, I checked on Zoe—still asleep in Maya’s bed. Maya had been at the hospital five nights straight now, refusing to leave her mother’s side even as Victoria circled closer.
On the drive over, all I could think was how the people who’d destroyed her life were walk
