Chapter 4: Contracts
Captain Hayes opened his front door.
“I offer contracts.”
I stared at him through the rain.
He glanced toward Adrian’s bright windows.
“Come inside, Mrs. Vale,” he said quietly. “Your husband just declared war on the wrong woman.”
For the first time that night, I smiled.
“My name is Mara.”
“And mine,” he answered, “is not Hayes.”
Inside his house, nothing was what I expected.
There were no dusty medals on the walls, no sad old photographs, no lonely clutter.
There were surveillance screens.
Locked safes.
A private elevator.
A medical-grade refrigerator humming behind glass.
I should have run.
Instead, I sat at his kitchen table, dripping rainwater onto the floor while he placed a towel beside me with the precision of a man setting evidence before a judge.
“You know what Adrian did,” I said.
“I know more than that.” Continue Reading ⬇️
