THE TWONS ARE HERE
Jared Blake lit a cigarette with one hand while flipping through the surveillance photos with the other. The images were grainy but good enough—Katie walking into a boutique with her friends, that sweet glow of pregnancy unmistakable. She looked beautiful. Untouchable. And that made something bitter rise in his throat. "You really had it all," he muttered to himself. "The golden girl." He crushed the cigarette in the ashtray beside him, the room around him dim, cluttered, and cold. A far cry from the luxury Katie had been living in. But Jared wasn't after wealth—not really. What he wanted was retribution. Revenge. Alina, who was on call with him all this while spoke up. "She thinks she's safe now," Alina's voice echoed from the speakerphone. "Yannis keeps her locked in that fortress
- Writer
