Mikhail
My blood turned to ice as I stared at the message. Someone knew. Someone had probably been watching us, listening to us, and now they had the perfect weapon to destroy everything I'd fought to protect.
"Who sent this?" Liliana asked, her voice barely a whisper, trembling like autumn leaves in the wind.
"I don't know." I snapped, my mind racing through possibilities, each one more terrifying than the last. "But someone's been monitoring us."
"What do we do?"
Before I could answer, my phone rang. Dr. Kingsley's number flashed on the screen, and for a moment, hope flickered in my chest.
"Kingsley?"
"Mikhail, I'm at the front gate. But there are cars blocking the road. Black sedans with tinted windows. Your security team is asking if they should let me through."
I looked out th
