CEDAR BLAKE
"Sammy Porter."
“What?” I choked, holding my breath as Klaus’s voice crackled through the phone.
Klaus was the private investigator I had secretly hired to look into my parents’ framing and execution. He hadn’t found anything solid yet, and worse, Dominus had cut off all my communication with the outside world. No visits. No phone. No freedom.
He wanted me to depend on him for everything. And like a fool, I’d let it happen.
The only reason I was able to reach Klaus now was thanks to the new kitchen maid, a timid girl who’d slipped me her phone when no one was looking. Klaus had given me his contact card, just in case something like this ever happened. Maybe he'd known. Maybe he'd suspected Dominus was capable of this kind of control.
But what he just told me?
Sammy, Domi
