Rena’s POV

I sat at the edge of my bed as my eyes kept scanning the letters across the documents in my hand—bank transactions, hidden emails, encrypted messages, all leading back to Lucas Cruise.

My mind stuck to the message he sent me, could he really be sorry. It felt so weird to think Lucas, of all people and for all he has done wanted to apologize, just like that.

My thoughts left me puzzled. I picked up my phone swiftly and dialed Jena’s number.

“Babes,”

“What's going on?”

“Lucas sent me a disturbing message, Could you come over?”

“Sure babes, I'll be there in 20,” she said and hung...