Erica crossed the ballroom and found her assistant, after a misunderstanding that sounded more like a threat to Chloe.

“Get me everything on that adoption,” she said to Doreen underneath her breath.

A woman as sharp as a scalpel and twice as swift.

Doreen blinked. “I thought you said not to get involved.”

“That was before I realised they might have stolen the child,” Erica snapped. “I want paperwork, records, hospital files, orphanage logs. I want to know whose child they are ...