The letter arrived at Harper's apartment at midnight.
Slipped under the door. No postage. No return address. Just Harper's name written in block letters on the envelope.
She called me immediately, voice shaking.
"Vi, someone was here. At my apartment. They got past security."
"What?" I was already grabbing my keys. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I'm... just come over. Please. And bring Marcus."
Twenty minutes later, we were all in Harper's living room. Marcus, me, Jordan who'd been nearby, and two security guards Liam had insisted follow me everywhere now.
Harper handed Marcus the letter. Her hands were trembling.
The message was typed. Simple. Terrifying.
Stop helping her. Stop investigating. Stop talking to lawyers. Or we'll make sure everyone knows what you did. The hacking. The il
