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Caden
I saw Aria’s face change and crossed the room before she could say anything.
She held the phone out without a word.
I read the message.
Hello Aria. You don’t know me. But I know everything about you. And I think before this day is over you’re going to wish you’d stayed in Boston.
New number. Not Romano’s network — I knew those by now, had them flagged, had my security team monitoring every associated device. This was something else. Someone else. Someone who had been sitting outside everything that had happened this week, watching, waiting for the moment when we were tired enough and stretched thin enough that a new threat would land differently.
Smart timing.
Whoever this was, they understood strategy.
“Sophia.” She looked up from her phone. “Do you recognize this n
