Samantha's POV
I was at the bar, but not for fun. I was there because one of my assets had tipped me off: my target the leader of a notorious syndicate was supposed to show up.
I was wearing a daring dress I had purposely bought to look alluring, designed to catch the eye of anyone with lustful intentions. It wasn’t about showing off it was tactical. Every move, every detail of my appearance was calculated, meant to read the room and gather the information I needed.
I didn’t expect to see him there. Ryder Del-Fuero. The eldest son of Francis and Larissa Del-Fuero. He was one of the cases I had handled before—cases I had solved quickly, often before the media even caught wind of them.
My ability to find evidence, even in situations I didn’t anticipate, brought me to this moment. I spott
