Jordan’s POV
It started with one message.
Now it’s turning into a nightmare I can’t shake.
I was halfway through tying my tie that morning when my phone buzzed on the nightstand. I figured it was work, maybe Elle with updates about the upcoming investor meeting. But when I picked it up, my chest tightened.
Unknown Number:
Still ignoring me, Jordan? That’s dangerous.
I frowned. The same number as before.
Before I could react, another text popped up.
Unknown Number:
I told you, I have news about your girl, Victoria. You'd better listen this time.
My stomach turned.
I put the phone down, walked to the mirror, and stared at myself.
The words your girl, Victoria echoed in my head like an itch I couldn’t scratch.
I’d seen the guy’s page yesterday. The Truth Brother.
A whole account
