Sara’s POV
Zack and I hurried out of the hotel, a storm of thoughts and fear swirling between us. The streets felt colder, sharper than before, and the air itself seemed to hum with a new kind of danger. Every step we took away from the hotel felt like a step closer to the unknown, and it was terrifying.
Zack kept looking over his shoulder as we reached the car, his hands gripping the keys tightly. “We have to stay a few steps ahead of them. Whoever they are, they won’t stop until we’re silenced.”
I climbed into the passenger seat, my heart still racing from Aaron’s call. Richard’s money laundering scheme, Jude’s involvement—it all started to form a web of deceit and lies that spanned far longer than I could’ve ever imagined. This wasn’t just about my parents’ death anymore. It was some
