If fear had a sound, it would have been the quiet between Leo and Maya lately, the way their voices dipped when they spoke, the way they both glanced over their shoulders even in crowded rooms.

The threats hadn’t just shaken them. They’d rewired something inside them.

And now, every choice felt like stepping into a minefield.

They were in way over their heads.

The syndicate wasn’t just a few shady gamblers trying to mess with football results, it was a monster with long arms and sharp ...