Samantha’s POV
The weight of the past weeks sat heavy on my shoulders as I paced my apartment. The pieces were falling into place, but the game wasn’t over. I still had unfinished business with Clara and Louis, both of whom had pushed me to my breaking point.
Sisco’s investigation had been thorough. When he walked through the door that evening, his expression was grim, carrying the kind of news that would normally make anyone pause. For me, it was just confirmation of what I’d suspected all along—Clara wasn’t playing fair.
“She’s been selling Smith family properties,” Sisco said, tossing a folder onto the table. “Luxury estates, overseas villas, and even some private investments. She’s been funneling the money into an offshore account. She’s planning her escape.”
I picked up the folder
