Blake’s POV
Blake saat in his office, the faint hum of the city beyond his window blending into the background. His fingers drummed on the desk, thoughts swirling like a storm. Freya’s visit earlier had been anything but reassuring. Josh. He had always known there was something off about the man, but Freya’s observations—her fear—confirmed his worst suspicions.
He closed his eyes, recalling Freya’s voice, trembling but resolute.
“I’ve seen the way he watches Kaya,” she had whispered, glancing over her shoulder as if Josh could overhear them, even from miles away. “It’s not concern… it’s obsession.”
Blake’s stomach tightened at the thought. Josh was dangerous, but how deep did his involvement go? Was he just a pawn, or was he playing a much larger game? That question had plagued Blake f
