The next morning, Avalynn lay in bed, staring at the ceiling, her secrets so heavily resting on her as she had woken up with a heavy heart.
She stood up and made her way downstairs. The house was silent, as Jace had left early for work that morning.
Her thoughts repeated Liam's text: *One week. *Don't forget.
She needed to act quickly.
Her father's medical expenditures had been covered, but Liam's demands were still looming. She needed to collect the information Liam sought without informing Jace. She couldn't afford failure.
She went downstairs and into the library. Her retreat was a room lined with books. She needed a plan. Jace's family business records might be kept here, she reasoned.
She ran her fingertips down the book spines till she discovered a faded leather binder titl
