Adeline's POV

I spent two days crafting the perfect anonymous message.

It had to be believable. Specific enough to be credible but vague enough to be untraceable.

I had to give Morrison something concrete to investigate, without revealing how I'd obtained the information.

Most importantly, it had to redirect her attention away from me and toward something she cared about more than Antonio Russo's death.

Her daughter.

I sat in Kayden's study at three AM, the house silent around ...