Betrayal

Izzy's phone buzzed with a new message, and she hesitated for a moment before picking it up. It was from D, the mysterious figure who had been helping her find her sister. But this message was different. It wasn’t the usual cryptic warning or vague instruction—it was a direct request.

"I have something for you. We need to meet. I’ll send the address. – D."

Izzy’s brows furrowed in confusion. D had never asked to meet before. Their communication had always been through messages, sporadic and shrouded in mystery. But despite the uneasy feeling gnawing at her, she knew she had to go. This was about her sister. Whatever D had could be crucial.

Soon after, another message appeared with an address. As she punched it into her phone’s GPS, Izzy realized it led to one of the city’s most upscale neighborhoods, a place she’d only heard about in passing. Her anxiety spiked, but she steeled herself. She needed answers.

The drive through the fancy neighborhood felt surreal. The streets were lin