Mia waited until the house was empty.
Lucas had flown to Tokyo. Dev was with him. The estate staff had been given the day off.
It was just her.
And the flash drive.
And the silence.
She sat in Lucas’s private office, behind the large mahogany desk he rarely let anyone touch. The blinds were drawn. The doors locked.
Her heart hammered as she inserted the drive into the laptop.
A folder appeared.
Labeled simply: “THE INHERITANCE.”
She clicked.
The files were neatly organized.
Subfolders:
• KANE-CLASSIFIED
• LAURENT-SEALED
• V.C. (Vivian Carter)
• EVIDENCE
• THE HEIR
Mia hesitated.
She opened KANE-CLASSIFIED first.
Inside: audio recordings.
Low-quality, crackling. But the voices were unmistakable.
One was Roman Whitmore.
The other was Lucas.
Her Lucas.
They w
