Rowan's POV

Bret leaned back in his chair, rubbing his temples. “Rowan, in all my years as a lawyer and a reformed hacker, I haven’t seen anything as crazy as this.” His fingers tapped the side of his laptop before he turned it towards me, revealing two CCTV feeds. "Look at this. Sia in prison." He then glanced at the woman sitting beside me, her eyes wide and innocent. "And Sia right here."

I stared at the screen, my chest tightening. “How is that even possible?” I muttered, my mind reeling. “Why didn’t we catch this earlier?”

Frustration bubbled inside me as I paced the room, stopping at Bret’s desk....