"What the hell is 'Plan B'?" Finlay's voice was sharp, cutting through the tense silence.
I flipped open the file again, hands shaking, scanning the pages. "It's a contingency," I said, swallowing hard. "He's not just after us. He's targeting everything tied to my family-assets, safe houses, people."
"How do you know?" Ian's voice came through the comms. He and Madison had just rejoined the group, their faces etched with worry.
I held up a page covered in detailed maps and financial records. "Because he's already started. Look at this—accounts drained, properties compromised. He's dismantling everything my father built."
Finlay leaned over my shoulder, his face darkening further with each line he read. "He's not just trying to ruin you, Luciana. He's making sure you have nothing left t
