I didn't believe Daniel at first.
"Victor wants me?" I asked.
Daniel nodded.
"He lost everything because of your father."
"That wasn't my fault."
"I know," he said quietly.
But knowing didn't change anything.
My phone buzzed again.
Unknown number.
Another message.
"Security can't save you."
A chill ran through my body.
Amara looked over my shoulder.
"That's him."
Daniel ran a hand through his hair.
"We should go to the police again."
"They already know," I said.
But deep down I understood something terrifying.
Victor wasn't afraid of the police.
He had waited years for revenge.
That kind of patience meant something else too.
Planning.
Careful planning.
Then another message appeared.
"Tick tock."
My heart skipped.
Because people who send messages like that…
Usually already have their next move ready.