Lena's POV
I felt the weight of her pain in every word—confusion, anger, and heartbreak twisting through each syllable. It was hard for her to understand how the man she loved could do such a thing.
Just as Fred's mother had planned, Raphael had walked into our trap, thinking we weren't aware he could track the sender of that message.
He thought he was outsmarting us, but we had left just enough of a weak link in the IP address to make him feel confident, to make him think he was in control.
Everything was happening as planned.
Raphael was lying on the bed in deep sleep after inhaling the gas I sprayed on his face the moment he stepped into the room.
I locked the door and laid him on the bed before calling his wife and delivering that huge blow, which seemed to have shattered her int
