Cassian’s POV

The ledger wasn’t hidden well enough.

It sat in a locked steel drawer in the lowest vault of his Midtown office, placed between stacks of shell-company invoices and old casino books.

My men had intercepted the shipment during a raid on one of Reyes’ couriers, they thought it was nothing but numbers. But I knew better the moment I saw the seal, a tiny gold halo burned into the corner of the leather cover.

My mother’s symbol.

I was shocked to see that my mother was also involved, or was it a setup? Quickly, I rushed back home. I couldn't open it in front of my men, not...