“Until I say otherwise.”

Jack studied Liam for a beat before nodding. “I’ll keep them safe.”

“Good. And I need full reports—where she goes, who she meets, everything.”

“Understood.”

And just like that, the plan was in motion.

Carla went about her life unaware of the silent shadow trailing her every move.

When she went grocery shopping, Jack was there, lingering behind shelves or blending into crowds. When she met Jenny for brunch, he sat at a nearby table, hidden behind a newspaper. When she took Dom to the park, Jack strolled the opposite path, keeping them in sight at all times.

His reports were precise and detailed. Every night,...