Valemont Heights – The Rosemont Hotel, 9:16 P.M.
Selene hadn’t known what fear was until now.
Not the fear she felt five years ago when the fire took everything, and not even when she woke in that hospital bed with no memory and Cassien gone. That fear had been dull, distant, like grieving a ghost whose face she couldn’t remember.
But this?
This was fear with teeth.
The message Cassien received an hour ago had changed everything.
He’s coming for the ledger. And for her.
No name. No number. Just words. But the timing was too sharp to be a coincidence. Whoever sent it knew exactly where they were and what Cassien had risked to retrieve the red ledger.
And they were running out of time.
Cassien paced the hotel suite like a caged animal, his steps measured but restless, his jaw set so
