POV: Yessica | Location: Edinburgh
The girls were back from her father's by ten.
Rose went down easily. Claire pushed back for forty minutes with the focused determination of a five-year-old who sensed something was off and decided to make it structural. Yessica sat on the edge of her bed in the dark, finally, at half past nine, and read Lewis's last message again.
On the A1. Four hours away. I need to talk to you before I do anything else.
She typed back: Come straight here.
Then she set the phone down and went to sit at the kitchen table with her laptop, because the thing about Pippa finding the connection between Harrison and Crestfield Capital was that Pippa had only found the surface of it.
Yessica had spent the morning finding the rest.
It hadn't taken long. Harrison Sterling'
