Jack sat in the dim glow of his study, staring at the phone in his hand. His jaw clenched, his frustration boiling over. Selene's interference was no longer a nuisance; it was a threat.
He scrolled through his contacts until he found the name he needed. Pressing the call button, he waited as the line rang twice before a voice answered.
"Sir," Tyler’s voice came through, steady and professional.
"Tyler," Jack began, his tone sharp. "I have a situation that needs immediate attention. Selene Forter. I want her gone—not physically, but far enough that she never crosses paths with me or my family again."
There was a pause on the other end.
"Understood. Do you want this handled discreetly?"
"Of course," Jack said, his voice laced with irritation.
"Find her. Take her somewhere private. I’l
