At 3:24 AM.

Julia received an encrypted message with a burner key. Instructions to meet in Prague. A bank code. A file with Sophie’s private calendar for the next month.

Julia opened the file.

Sophie had planted it.

A fake schedule. A fake private retreat in Morocco. A false emergency board session in Monaco.

And when Julia forwarded it…

Phoenix’s firewall caught the clone route instantly.

“Gotcha,”Rachel whispered from the surveillance room.

While Sophie hunted betrayal with a scalpel, Camellia felt her old life clawing back through her skin.

A message. A call. A cold voice she hadn’t heard in a year.

“Little Cam. You thought you were out?”

It...