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Daniel was still staring at me with shock evident in his eyes.
“What are you going to do?” he asked, his voice filled with worry.
“Please, can I borrow your phone?” I asked, ignoring his question completely.
He handed it over without hesitation, searching my face for answers I wasn’t ready to give. I dialed Emma.
She answered on the third ring. “Daniel?”
“It’s me, Ava.”
“Oh, Ava. Is everything okay?” she asked, concern lacing her tone.
“Emma, I need your help,” I said, my voice still thick with emotion but now laced with cold determination. “From now on, I want you to look into Sienna’s every move. Every call, every meeting, every person she contacts. Track her accounts, her drivers, her security… everything. Report to me daily by 7 p.m. No excuses. Can you do that for me?”
Em
