DANIEL POV

The barrel of Lydia's gun is steady despite the tremor in her hands.

We're in my office—the corner suite on the fortieth floor with floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking Ravenstone City. The same office where I built an empire.

Now it might be where I die.

"You know what's funny?" Lydia's voice is eerily calm despite her appearance.

She looks nothing like the polished woman who once commanded boardrooms. She’s dressed in black from head to toe—fitted trousers tucked into heavy ...