That Same Night, Camellia Edet sat in her apartment, eyes red from lack of sleep and fear. Her brother's scholarship renewal deadline was two weeks away. The anonymous call still echoed in her mind like a poison she couldn’t spit out.

“We don’t need you to betray her. We need you to delay her.”

She had hung up. Blocked the number. But she knew it wasn’t over.

Her email pinged.

From: Unknown.

Subject: You’ve got 48 hours.

Attached was a photo of her brother — laughing on his university campus. Proof they were watching him.

Camellia’s hand flew to her mouth. Her stomach turned.

She grabbed her phone and typed...