Chapter 135

Jayden's POV.

I was already holding the phone with a white-knuckled grip, waiting for the secretary, Mr. Evans, to pick up on the other end. My mouth was dry. I had pressed "send" on the wire transfer twenty minutes ago, acting purely on the frantic, whispered plea I thought I'd received just an hour before. It was a massive sum, a terrifying sum, but the way he’d phrased it—the immediate need, the crisis averted—it had to be done.

I thought I was the hero.

The line ...