~Leo’s~

“She’s not who you think she is.”

That’s the subject line.

Leo stares at it for a second too long, his index finger just above over the trackpad. The email came from an encrypted address, no name, no traceable code. Not even Blair’s firewalls can pin it down yet. He exhales sharply, then clicks.

And there it is.

One sentence. One strike.

“Jennie lied. The second child wasn’t Reo’s.”

Leo doesn’t move. Doesn’t blink. His heart doesn’t even beat at first. Then it starts pounding. He scrolls, expecting more. Evidence. A signature. Anything.

Nothing.

Just poison in plain text.

He stands. The chair screeches against the hardwood as he...