90: The Intruder

Allison's POV.

I cradled the baby in my arms, the soft hum of her breathing bringing a temporary sense of calmness. But the weight of what I’d discovered earlier was pressing on my chest like a boulder. Viktor Romanov was back in town, and I knew better than anyone what that meant. Trouble was brewing, and it wouldn’t be long before the city felt the impact of his twisted plans.

The living room buzzed with tension as my team gathered. Viktoh leaned against the wall, arms crossed, his sharp eyes fixed on me. Mia was sprawled on the couch, tapping her fingers on the armrest. Ryan and Alex stood near the window, both looking like they’d rather be out hunting Viktor than strategizing.

“This can’t be a coincidence,” I said, my voice low but firm. “I ran into Viktor Romanov today. He’s back, and he was scouting a jewelry shop—probably planning a heist. He was in disguise, but we both knew. The way he looked at me…” I trailed off, the memory of his cold stare sending a shiver down my spine.