Chapter 69

The hours following Erica’s conversation with Ophelia passed in a blur of preparations and briefings. Julian’s men were on high alert, every corner of the estate fortified. The threat of an impending attack from Ophelia’s allies loomed heavy, and no one was taking any chances.

Inside Julian’s office, Erica scanned a detailed map of the city that lay spread across his desk. She and Julian had spent the last hour going over various potential security points, discussing plans to outmaneuver Ophelia’s remaining network. They were both exhausted, but Erica’s resolve remained unbreakable.

Julian leaned against the desk, crossing his arms as he studied her. “You’ve barely had a moment to breathe,” he observed, a faint smile breaking through the tension in his voice. “You should take a break. Maybe even a night off.”

Erica gave a small laugh, shaking her head. “A night off? We’re in the middle of a war here.”

“A smart leader knows when to recharge,” Julian replied. He reached across the desk,