Damien glanced at the sealed envelope resting on his desk before carefully opening it. Inside was a single sheet of paper with a handwritten message.
Come alone if you want the truth about Blackwood International.
8:00 p.m.
Riverside Café.
There was no signature.
No contact number.
Nothing that could reveal who had sent it.
Lucas read the note over Damien’s shoulder.
“I don’t like this.”
Damien folded the paper and slipped it back into the envelope.
“Neither do I.”
“It could be a trap.”
“It could also be the lead we’ve been waiting for.”
Lucas sighed.
“I’ll have security nearby.”
Damien shook his head.
“If the sender asked me to come alone, they’ll disappear the moment they see security.”
Lucas knew he was right.
“I still won’t let you walk into this completely unprotecte
