Emily’s POV

"Maya!" I gasped, my throat closing up as I held out my shaking phone. "Look at this!"

Maya leaned over from the front passenger seat of the SUV, her sharp eyes scanning the high-resolution photo on my screen. Her face turned to pure ice the second she saw the sniper crosshairs centered directly on my head, along with the text message: Declarations of love won't save him, Emily. Tell Daniel that his past in London is coming for you both.

"Driver, evasive route back to the Greenwich estate right now!" Maya ordered sharply, pulling out her radio. "Code Red! We have an active surveillance threat on the target!...