Chapter : The Judas in Silk

I couldn’t sleep.

The city murmured beneath the windows like it knew something we didn’t. My mind refused to settle, every shadow whispering Brandy’s name, every sound reminding me that nothing had been the same since we walked out of her penthouse.

Brandy had handed us a weapon. But the truth was a loaded gun—and I didn’t know which way it was pointed.

By morning, she was gone.

Literally.

Disappeared.

No calls. No texts. No trace.

Lucien’s men stormed her building at dawn. The penthouse was empty. Robe on the floor. Glass of untouched wine. Doors locked from the inside, no forced entry, no...