Monday morning came too fast.
Lia woke in the guest bedroom to gray light filtering through the curtains and the sound of Julian's car pulling out of the driveway. He hadn't even bothered coming in to see if she was home. Probably assumed she was at Isla's again. Or maybe he just didn't care anymore.
She reached for her phone. Seven AM. The screen glowed with the date. Monday, October twenty-third. Two days until Wednesday. Two days until she had to meet Victor with information she didn't have.
Or information she did have but couldn't bear to give him.
The memories from last night at The Onyx Club were burned into her brain. The security setup Nina had casually pointed out. The armed guards at every entrance. The private rooms where Caspian conducted business. The names she'd overheard
