The morning sunlight streamed into Louis’s office as he reviewed the latest updates from his contacts in the underworld. The new developments had confirmed what he feared: the threats against Daisy were far from over. Her career success had painted a target on her back, and Natalie’s name was starting to surface more frequently, albeit in whispers.

The quiet knock on his door pulled him from his thoughts. “Come in,” he called, setting the file aside.

Liam entered, his expression serious. “You called?”

Louis gestured for him to sit, pouring a glass of scotch for each of them. “We need to talk about Daisy,” he began.

Liam frowned, taking the...