Lisa’s penthouse – 3:00 PM
Lisa paced the length of her living room, her heels tapping against the marble like a ticking clock.
Her phone was still warm in her hand, Liam’s voice echoing in her mind.
"I’m done playing nice." She meant it.
Alice was missing. Her assistant Lola had already checked every apartment, called every contact, and even hacked into Alice’s work emails. Nothing.
Gone. Vanished like smoke.
But Lisa knew better.
Alice wasn’t hiding because she was scared of Lisa.
She was hiding because someone bigger had pulled the strings.
Ethan.
The thought made her stomach clench.
She had underestimated him once. Never again.
Lisa grabbed her phone again, dialing faster than her thoughts.
“Liam?”
“I’m here.” His voice was tense, low.
“I need access to your investigator
