Amelia sat alone in her room, her eyes fixed on the clock ticking on the wall, each second dragging by, drawing her closer to the perfect moment.

She had rehearsed her plan repeatedly, the details etched firmly in her mind. Her goal was simple: to get close to Julia and strike when Julia least expected it.

This time, Amelia wouldn’t rely on hired help or anyone else; she would handle things herself.

What the three bulky men had failed to accomplish, she would take care of with ease within seconds of being with Julia.

After all, who else knew Julia’s weaknesses as well as she did?

As she focused intently...