(Olivia’s POV)
The night after the attack at Isabella’s estate was sleepless. The safe house where Armando had taken me was quiet, but my mind was anything but.
Dominic had been working tirelessly, sifting through files he’d decrypted from Ferro’s network. He sat hunched over his desk, the glow of multiple monitors illuminating his sharp features.
“What is this?” I asked, leaning over his shoulder as he scrolled through an encrypted document.
He glanced up, his expression grim. “Your father’s ledgers. Ferro had someone digging into them years ago. These numbers—they’re not just business transactions. There’s something else here.”
I frowned, my stomach knotting. My father’s ledgers had been kept in meticulous order, symbols of the integrity he held onto even as the business crumbled ar
