Ryder's POV

I stood outside Serena's apartment for a full ten minutes before I could make myself knock.

My mother and I hadn't spoken since before the warehouse raid. She'd been cooperating with federal investigators, living under house arrest in this modest two-bedroom that was a far cry from the mansion she'd once called home. Part of me wanted to turn around and leave, find another way to get the information we needed.

But Evie had decoded those files, and every lead pointed back to Victor ...