[Elena's POV]
It had to be Noah.
He knew I ran. He knew before I even left the apartment. The "guards" at the safehouse were a distraction. While I was playing spy, he had already moved the one pawn that mattered.
He had my mother.
A wave of nausea hit me so hard I had to grab the doorframe to stay upright. Cold sweat broke out on my skin.
He wasn't just a possessive billionaire. He was a monster. He had taken the only family I had left to punish me for leaving him.
"Ms. Campbell? Are you alright?" the nurse asked, reaching out to steady me.
"I..." I swallowed bile. "Did they leave anything? A number? An address?"
"Actually, yes." The nurse reached into her pocket. "One of the guards, the tall one with the scar, he said if you came looking, to give you this."
She held out a cream-
