Emma
"Dominic needs to know," I said, reaching for my secure phone.
"No communications," James countermanded immediately. "We must assume all channels are compromised. Your phone could be tracked, revealing both your location and potentially the children's."
The realization struck hard—we were truly isolated now, cut off from Dominic and the children as we faced immediate danger.
Agent Morrison checked her weapon efficiently. "The evidence will reach headquarters within thirty minutes. Whatever happens here, Robert Sterling's crimes will be exposed."
"That's what matters," I confirmed, surprising myself with the steadiness of my voice. Years of business negotiations had taught Dominic to function under pressure; apparently, motherhood had taught me the same skill in different circumst
