The line went quiet, then Lily spoke quickly. “I’m at a big house with gates. Daddy says I can’t call you. Please come get me.”
The call dropped.
For a full minute, I couldn’t move. Then every skill I had built over four years snapped into place. I called my head of security, Marcus Hale, a former investigator who handled fraud cases for my company.
“I need you now,” I said.
Within an hour, Marcus was in my office tracing the call. It came from a coastal suburb two states away. Property records pointed to a mansion owned by Vanessa Langford—the same wealthy woman Jason had left with. Vanessa’s fortune came from inherited hotels, but recent filings revealed mounting debt, lawsuits, and unpaid taxes.
“They’re sinking,” Marcus said. “Maybe that’s why Lily reached out.”
The next morning, we flew privately to save time. I sat by the window replaying Lily’s
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