The next day, the sun had barely risen.
I picked up my phone and dialed the police.
I didn’t care what Cole said. I didn’t care about Nicholas’s threats. I couldn’t sit still another minute. I needed help. Real help. And I wasn’t going to let another person I loved die because I hesitated.
The moment the call ended, Within twenty minutes, the mansion was surrounded.
Flashing lights. Sirens, Heavy boots on marble floors. Guns strapped to hips.
Police cars lined the long driveway. Officers moved in tactical formation, checking windows, taking positions, sweeping the grounds. The estate looked like a crime scene straight out of a thriller movie.
Cole didn’t say a word. He just stood there, watching the chaos unfold.
His jaw was tight, his eyes unreadable. I could feel his disappointmen
