Alexandra's POV
"Understood."
He exited via a side door. I sat by myself in the secluded room, gazing at the card I held. The last installment. The final link I required to get everything functioning.
My phone vibrated. Sarah. “The twelve wish to see you. The night after tomorrow. They must recognize who is guiding them currently.”
I responded. “Instruct them to prepare.Inform them that the real work has just begun.
I exited the club and journeyed through the city to a simple apartment I had been leasing under a fake name.
Within, I had documents scattered over every surface.
Photos. Documents. Three years of research into Nicholas Hartley. Into every woman he'd hurt. Every life he'd destroyed.
But I also had files on the other women. Elena. Victoria. Jennifer. Maya. Sarah. Sophia.
