The tension in the room was palpable as we sat around the sleek black conference table in Caden’s private headquarters. Kelly’s escalation of the conflict had made it clear she was no longer just lashing out in desperation. She was planning a full-scale attack on Caden’s empire, and by extension, me.
“She’s targeting our warehouses and supply chains,” Vincent explained, his tone clipping as he pointed to the map on the table. “Three facilities hit in the last two days. Minimal casualties, but she’s making a statement.”
Caden sat at the head of the table, his presence as commanding as ever. His dark eyes scanned the map with a deadly calm that sent chills down my spine. When he spoke, his voice was low and dangerous.
“She’s trying to provoke us into making a mistake. But she forgets mist
