“Kim,” Alexander said slowly. “With Tessa’s cooperation, I managed to narrow everything down. I traced the mail. Every IP, every reroute. It wasn’t easy, but I got the exact place it was sent from.” 

My chest tightened. “And?” 

He turned his head toward me, then his eyes got dark, almost apologetic. “Promise me you won’t overreact to what I’m about to say.” 

“I’ll be calm. Just tell me.” 

He inhaled deeply. “The mail was sent from Adrian’s address, his ...