Sofia's POV
The call came at 3:47 AM, jolting me from the first decent sleep I'd had since violating my bail conditions. Jessica Whitman's voice was tight with controlled panic.
"They intercepted our rescue operation."
I sat up in the Denver hotel room, instantly alert. "What do you mean intercepted?"
"I mean the Dr. Linda Chen who picked up Aloe yesterday? She doesn't exist. The Denver Women's Health Collective? It's a shell organization.
The Colorado Women's Recovery Center?" Jessica's voice cracked slightly. "It's a private psychiatric facility owned through a network of shell companies that trace back to Wakes Savage."
The room spun around me. We'd been so careful, so thorough in our planning. Three days of coordination, pooled resources from all four women, private investigator
