e, pressing the micro-earpiece deep

high-level bounty request last night," Elon said, his

ebrow. "What do t

rigin back to the Montgomery estate," Elon explained. "They want you to inve

wasn't a united front. Someone inside the house was desperate for the truth, w

"The client specifically requested a tr

Her breath hitched for

cific neurotoxin was nearly impossible to synthesize. It wasn't the wea

a ordered. "Don't accept it.

t house tomorrow. If they're using neurotoxins on th

was seven," Lana said, her voice dropping to a dea

ed the earpiece back into the fa

r. She stared at the red birthmark, her

ve, swirling vortex of conspiracy. And if she played her cards r

nt knock rattled

chin, letting her spine c

s usual disdain. "Mr. Thorne is waiting for you in his

y and followed hi

s lying on the sofa, an ice pack pressed to

o be terrified, and hurried

ed the door an

r-topped desk. A thick stack of le

this prenuptial agreement. Now.

a prenup. It was a complete surrender of all her legal rights, ensuring she

ath. It was time to take