The sound of my phone buzzing woke me before the alarm could.
I groaned, rolling over in the impossibly soft sheets, my hand fumbling across the nightstand until my fingers closed around the device. The screen was blinding in the early morning light filtering through the curtains, and I squinted at the notification that had dragged me from sleep.
Thirty million dollars deposited into your account.
I sat up so fast the room spun.
Thirty million? I blinked at the screen, my heart hammering against my ribs. That couldn't be right. The debt was fifty-five million, not thirty. And even then, Alex and his mother didn't have that kind of money. They could barely afford the mortgage on the house I'd thrown them out of.
My thumb swiped open the notification, and another alert popped up immedia
