Isabel POVI’ve always heard that silence can be deafening, but I never truly understood it until now. The quiet in Miguel’s penthouse was suffocating, broken only by the distant hum of the city below. Miguel leaned against the window, his back to me, staring out at the glittering skyline as if searching for answers among the lights. Alex was perched on the armrest of a chair, while I sat on the couch, clutching the small key in my hands.My mind spun with questions I couldn’t answer, doubts I couldn’t silence, and fear I couldn’t shake. “We need to move,” Miguel said finally, his voice breaking the tense silence. “Gideon’s not going to stop. If we wait, we’re giving him the upper hand.”“Move where?” I asked, my voice steadier than I felt.Miguel turned to face me. “Wherever that key takes us.”“And how exactly do we figure that out?” Alex interjected. “Unless one of you has a map stashed somewhere, we’re running blind.”“We start with what we know,” Miguel said, his gaze shifting t
Isabel POV“You’re not just a loose end,” she said, her voice calm but laced with urgency. “You’re the missing piece he needs to complete this puzzle.”I stared at her, my mind struggling to keep up with her words. “What are you talking about? I don’t know anything about Gideon’s plans, and I certainly don’t have what he needs.”Marissa shook her head. “Not consciously, perhaps. But your family’s legacy holds the key—literally and figuratively. That black box, the deeds, the photograph… they’re just the surface. Your father’s secrets go much deeper.”Miguel’s hand rested lightly on my arm, his touch grounding me. “What exactly are you saying?” he demanded, his tone sharper than mine.Marissa gestured to the maps and documents scattered across the table. “Your father built an empire on more than hard work and smart investments. He made deals, alliances… some of which came at a great cost. Gideon’s family was one of them.”“That doesn’t explain why Gideon’s so obsessed with Isabel,” Mig
Isabel POVThe vault stretched before us like an endless labyrinth, its towering shelves heavy with forgotten secrets. The air was cold and damp, carrying the faint metallic tang of age. I stepped deeper into the room, my eyes scanning the shadows for anything that might hint at the answers we sought.Miguel’s voice cut through the silence. “We need to stick together. This place is a maze.”I nodded, though my thoughts were elsewhere. My father’s letter had left me with more questions than answers, and the weight of its warning pressed heavily on my chest. “Trust no one, not even those closest to you.”Marissa’s flashlight beam danced across the shelves, illuminating titles in languages I couldn’t recognize. “It’s not just about the vault,” she muttered, almost to herself. “This is a tomb for secrets—each one more dangerous than the last.”“Then let’s not waste time,” Miguel said, his jaw tight with determination. “What are we looking for?”“A ledger,” Marissa replied, her voice stead
Isabel POVThe air in the vault turned ice-cold as Gideon stepped forward, his presence suffocating. His sharp gaze flicked to the ledger in my hands, and for a moment, his lips curled into a predatory smile.“Hand it over, Isabel,” he said, his voice as smooth as silk but laced with menace.Marissa shifted protectively in front of me, her stance rigid. “Stay back,” she warned, holding up her flashlight as if it were a weapon.Gideon chuckled, unperturbed. “You think you can stop me with that? Adorable.”I gripped the ledger tighter, my palms slick with sweat. “You’ve already lost, Gideon. This ledger is all the proof we need to destroy you.”His smile faded, replaced by a dark scowl. “You don’t understand what you’re playing with, do you? That book isn’t just my downfall—it’s yours, too. The moment you expose what’s in there, you’ll make enemies you can’t even imagine.”Marissa didn’t flinch. “Scare tactics won’t work on us.”“Oh, it’s not a threat,” Gideon said, stepping closer. “It
Chapter 53Isabel POVPain shot through my side like a burning dagger, spreading in hot waves with every breath I struggled to take. Miguel’s arms tightened around me.“Stay awake, Isabel,” Miguel said, his voice raw and unsteady.I blinked, trying to focus on his face.The sound of tires screeching pulled my attention to the edge of the scene. Alex staggered, his weapon still raised, but the car—a dark SUV—sped toward him.“Get her in the car!” a voice shouted.Miguel moved quickly, lifting me into his arms. Pain lanced through me again, and I bit down on a cry. The world lop-sided as he carried me toward the waiting vehicle. The passenger door flew open, and I felt the cold leather against my back as I was gently laid down.“Miguel—” I croaked, the words barely escaping my lips.He leaned close, his hand brushing hair away from my face. “I’m here. Just hold on.”Miguel POVMy hands were slick with Isabel’s blood as I pressed down on her wound. “Drive faster!” I barked at the driver
Isabel POVThrough the window, I saw movement—a shadow darting between the trees. My stomach tightened.Miguel crouched by the door, his gun in hand, every muscle in his body coiled like a spring. Marissa stood near the back window, her sharp eyes scanning the perimeter. “Stay low,” Miguel said, glancing at me briefly. His voice was calm, but there was an edge to it that made my chest tighten.I wanted to argue, to tell him I could help, but the burning pain in my side reminded me that I wasn’t in any condition to fight. Instead, I nodded, gripping the ledger tightly.The first shot shattered the stillness.Miguel POVThe bullet tore through the wooden frame of the window, splinters raining onto the floor. I moved instinctively, pressing my back to the wall as I scanned the shadows outside.“Southwest corner,” Marissa called out, her voice steady despite the chaos.I peered through a crack in the boards, catching a glimpse of movement. The enemy wasn’t rushing in blindly—they were po
Isabel POVThe clearing erupted into chaos. My heart pounded as I pressed myself against the rough bark of a tree.Miguel stood just ahead of me, his body a shield, his movements sharp and precise as he fired toward the enemy. Each shot seemed to echo endlessly, blending with the shouts and screams of men falling."Marissa, right flank!" Miguel barked.She responded instantly, her smaller weapon spitting fire as she picked off attackers with unerring accuracy. But for every one they took down, two more seemed to materialize from the shadows."Isabel!" Miguel’s voice cut through the noise. He turned to look at me, his expression fierce. "Stay low!"I nodded; my throat too tight to speak.Miguel POVThe attackers were relentless, each one moving with deadly purpose. These weren’t ordinary mercenaries. Gideon had sent his elite.I fired again, the recoil kicking against my shoulder. Another man fell, but there wasn’t time to savor the victory. My focus shifted to Isabel, who was doing he
Isabel POVGideon stepped inside. His gaze sweeping the room with cold detachment. He looked at me last, his smirk twisting into something cruel.“Well, isn’t this cozy,” he drawled, tilting his head as if he were examining a piece of art. “Miguel, Marissa, and the ever-elusive Isabel. What a delightful reunion.”Miguel shifted, placing himself squarely between Gideon and me. His gun was steady, aimed at Gideon’s chest. “You’ve gone too far, Gideon.”Gideon laughed, the sound low and humorless. “Have I? Because from where I’m standing, I’d say I’m right on track.”Miguel POVI didn’t lower my weapon. “Call off your men,” I said, my voice as sharp as the tension in the air.His smirk widened. “What makes you think I need them? You’ve already handed me everything I need.”He signaled subtly with his hand, and two more figures appeared in the doorway. I recognized Alex instantly. Beside him stood another man, someone I didn’t recognize but whose build and stance screamed trouble.“We’re
Isabel POVThe room was suffocating. Marissa stood to the side, her knife glinting faintly under the dim light, while Miguel leaned against the wall."You've done the smart thing," Miguel said, his voice cold and detached. "But you're not off the hook yet. If you're lying—""I'm not," Alex interrupted, his voice hoarse. "Gideon's summit is happening in two days. Everything—his allies, his resources—will be there.""And the location?" Miguel pressed.Alex hesitated, his eyes darting between us before he muttered, "An abandoned resort. Edge of the city, near the cliffs."Miguel POVI pushed off the wall, stepping closer to him. "You've just bought yourself time. Don't waste it."He gave me a weak nod, too exhausted to respond.Marissa sheathed her knife with a smirk. "Guess we've got work to do."I turned to Isabel, who stood near the doorway, her expression unreadable. "This is it," I said. "We hit him at the summit."Isabel POVMiguel moved with purpose; he began detailing the plan to
Isabel POVMiguel moved ahead of me.I followed close, clutching the knife he'd given me earlier. Miguel signaled for me to stop; his hand raised. Two more guards stood at the far end of the hallway, their conversation faint but distinct."I'll handle this," he whispered, his tone leaving no room for argument.I nodded, pressing myself against the wall as he advanced.The guards were distracted. Miguel moved quickly, stayed low. The first man never saw him coming. Miguel arm snaked around his neck, cutting off his air and dragged him into the shadows.The second guard turned, his eyes widening in alarm. Before he could shout, Miguel struck. He crumpled silently to the floor.He motioned for me to join him."Clear," he said, nodding toward the door ahead.The door creaked open. The hum of machinery buzzed in the background, and the faint glow of screens cast eerie shadows on the walls.Miguel scanned the room, his eyes narrowing. "This is where they're processing recruits," he murmure
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVThe firelight danced in the rearview mirror as we sped away from the burning warehouse. "We hit them hard tonight," Miguel said, his voice breaking the tense silence.I glanced at him. "Do you think it's enough?""No," Marissa answered bluntly. "But it's a start."Miguel POV"We need to regroup," I said, pulling onto a side road. "Victor's safe house is compromised. We can't risk going back.""Where do we go?" Isabel asked, her voice quieter than usual.I hesitated, my mind racing through our options. "There's a place. Remote enough to keep us off their radar for a while."Isabel POVMiguel didn't elaborate, and I didn't press him. Exhaustion weighed heavily on me, the adrenaline that had kept me going earlier now fading fast. I leaned my head against the window, the cool glass soothing against my skin. "We need to talk strategy. Gideon's going to retaliate, and it won't be subtle."Miguel nodded. "We'll rest when we get there. Then we plan our next move."I closed my eye
Isabel POVMiguel moved ahead of us, his eyes scanning the dark streets for threats, while Marissa brought up the rear, her weapon always ready."We need to find cover," Miguel said, his voice low but firm.Marissa nodded. "There's a construction site a few blocks from here. It'll buy us some time."Miguel glanced at me; his expression unreadable. "Can you keep up?"I nodded, swallowing the lump of fear in my throat. "I'm fine."Miguel POVThe construction site wasn't ideal, but it was the best option we had."Stay close," I said as we slipped through a gap in the chain-link fence.Inside, the air was heavy with the scent of dust and damp concrete. Marissa took point, her movements silent as she scouted ahead. I stayed close to Isabel, my hand resting on the grip of my gun."We'll rest here," Marissa said when she returned. "But not for long."Isabel POVI sat on a cold slab of concrete; my knees drawn to my chest as I tried to calm my racing heart. Miguel paced nearby, his eyes dart
Isabel POVThe door flew open. The sharp crack of gunfire filled the air almost immediately."Stay down!" he barked, his voice cutting through the noise.I bent low, my hands trembling as I held the knife Miguel had given me. Miguel POVThe ambush was worse than I'd anticipated. Gideon's men were already inside, their positions fortified. They weren't here to scare us—they were here to finish the job.I fired again, the shot hitting one of the men in the shoulder. He dropped his weapon with a grunt, collapsing behind a desk."Marissa, status!" I shouted over the din. "I'm pinned, but I'm fine!"I swore under my breath, scanning the room for Isabel. She was exactly where I'd left her, crouched behind the cabinet, her wide eyes watching everything."Hold on!" I called to her.Isabel POVThe air was thick with smoke and adrenaline, every second dragging on like an eternity. Miguel and Marissa moved.But Gideon's men weren't amateurs. They moved in calculated patterns; their firepower r
Isabel POVI sat on the edge of the couch, the weight of the past few days pressing heavily on my chest.Miguel and Marissa were huddled at the table, their voices low as they reviewed the plan Victor had laid out. It was straightforward in theory: expose the information in the ledger through multiple channels to ensure it couldn't be suppressed. But in practice, it felt like a gamble with stakes far too high.I clutched the coffee mug in my hands, the heat seeping through my fingers as I tried to focus."You're quiet," Miguel said, his voice breaking through my thoughts.I looked up, meeting his steady gaze. "Just thinking.""Care to share?"I hesitated, then set the mug down. "Gideon's too calm. He's always a step ahead. What if this plan isn't enough?"Miguel POVIsabel's words hit harder than I wanted to admit. She was right—Gideon wasn't the kind of man to let things unravel without a contingency plan.Marissa leaned back in her chair, crossing her arms. "We can't afford to secon
Isabel POVMiguel sat at the table; the ledger spread open in front of him. His brow furrowed as he flipped through its pages."What does it say?" I asked, breaking the silence. "It's not just numbers. There are names—people who worked with Gideon, who funded him, who stood by while he ruined lives."A chill ran down my spine. "Do you recognize any of them?"Miguel nodded slowly. "This one. Senator Halstead. If he's involved, it's bigger than we thought."Miguel POVEach entry wasn't just evidence—it was a ticking time bomb.Marissa paced near the window, her sharp eyes scanning the tree line. "Halstead is untouchable," she said, her voice low but firm. "If we go after him, we'll need more than this." She gestured toward the ledger.I leaned back, running a hand through my hair. "He's not the only one. Look at this—bank accounts, shell companies. Gideon didn't just work alone; he built an empire.""And we just cracked its foundation," Marissa replied.Isabel POVMiguel and Marissa's
Isabel POVThe room descended into chaos, but my focus stayed locked on the ledger in my hands. It was the only leverage we had, and I wasn't about to let Gideon take it without a fight.Miguel and Marissa moved, firing at the two men Gideon had brought with him. I dropped to the floor, crawling toward the table for cover."You're running out of time, Isabel!" Gideon shouted.I glanced up and saw him advancing, Miguel POV"Stay down, Isabel!" I shouted, firing at Alex. The shot missed.Marissa ducked beside me, reloading her weapon. "They're pushing hard," she said."No kidding," I muttered."We need to end this," Marissa said, her eyes narrowing.Isabel POVI tried to think, to plan, but the noise and chaos made it impossible.Miguel's voice cut through the din. "Isabel, stay where you are!"I peeked over the edge of the table and saw Gideon advancing."Gideon!" I yelled.He paused, his eyes snapping to me. "Finally ready to cooperate?""Not exactly," I said.Miguel POVIsabel's voi