Chapter 18: The Flash Drive
The wail of approaching sirens cut through the harbor.
Blue and red lights flickered in the distance.
Amelia barely noticed.
Her attention remained fixed on the tiny flash drive resting in her palm.
A simple black device.
Small enough to fit between two fingers.
Yet powerful enough to make people kidnap Rachel.
Powerful enough to make someone attempt murder.
And according to the masked man...
Powerful enough to expose whoever ordered her mother's death.
The realization made her stomach twist.
Alexander gently took her arm.
"We need to leave."
Amelia looked up.
"The police are coming."
"Exactly."
His expression remained hard.
Controlled.
But she could see the concern beneath it.
The concern he rarely allowed anyone to see.
"What about him?"
