Isabelle’s POV

The weight of the anonymous message hadn’t lessened. If anything, it grew heavier with each passing hour.

“Kaia and Walter are closer than you think. Be careful.”

It lingered at the forefront of my mind as I walked into my office the next morning, the hum of business as usual doing little to distract me.

Stephanie greeted me with her usual efficiency, but I barely heard her rundown of the day’s agenda. My focus was elsewhere—on the puzzle pieces slowly falling ...