“That fast?”
“They’re already moving,” she said. “Which means we need to move faster.”
As if on cue—
My phone buzzed.
I froze.
Because I already knew.
Slowly, I picked it up.
Unknown number.
I answered anyway.
“Hello?”
Silence.
Then—
“Tessa.”
Everything in me went cold.
Daniel.
My grip tightened.
“You need to stop this,” he said.
No greeting.
No pretense.
Just control.
“I’m not stopping anything,” I replied.
“You don’t understand what you’re doing.”
“No,” I said, my voice steady. “I understand exactly what I’m doing.”
A pause.
Then—
“You think this ends well for you?” he asked.
I felt Ace shift beside me.
Closer.
Grounding.
“It already didn’t,” I said. “Six years ago. I spent six years in prison, because I was told no one would believe me.”
