“She wants her gone.”

Charlotte’s voice cut through the silence the moment she entered the dimly lit room. Running had always been her instinct, especially after getting too close to Signoral.

They had chosen a discreet apartment in a run-down district—bustling enough to blend in, yet quiet enough to stay under the radar.

Despite her youthful appearance, Charlotte’s capabilities were far more dangerous than anyone imagined. She was a predator disguised as prey.

Ryker—that was the name of the man who had aimed a bullet at Signoral’s associate. He should thank his luck that she decided against killing him. He would’ve been dead the moment they found him in Singapore....