Elena’s hands shook as the video looped again.
Ethan leaving school. Smiling. Laughing.
Unaware he was being watched.
Tracked.
Her chest tightened painfully.
Lucas took the phone from her carefully. “Long-range capture. Professional surveillance.”
“He followed my son,” Elena whispered.
The fear didn’t last.
It hardened into something colder.
“He wants us afraid.”
Lucas nodded. “Psychological pressure.”
Elena lifted her gaze, steady and sharp. “Then he miscalculated.”
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Across the city, Adrian watched the same footage.
His grip on the phone tightened.
“That was today.”
“Yes, sir,” his head of security confirmed. “We’re tracing the route, but it’s masked.”
Adrian’s voice dropped.
“Full protection. Armed escort. School lockdown. Now.”
“Already moving.”
Adrian ended the c
