تسجيل الدخولXena."It's not just one wire," Hannah said, over speaker, the file already open on the laptop between me and Dante at the kitchen table. "There are four. All small enough not to trigger anything automatic. All routed through Ashgrove Meridian before they land.""Show me the dates," I said.Hannah walked us through it while Dante scrolled — March 2019, June 2019, October 2019, February 2020. Four payments, six weeks to four months apart, each one landing in an account under a name that traced back, eventually, three shells deep, to Diana."That's not a one-time thing," Dante said quietly. "That's a retainer."A retainer means someone was paying for something ongoing. I made myself keep looking at the screen instead of at either of them, because looking away from it felt like the kind of thing I'd regret later."Who's the source," I said. "Where does Ashgrove Meridian actually originate?""That's the part I didn't want to say over text," Hannah said. "It took Adrian and me four hours
Xena."You're bleeding," Dante said, before he'd even said hello, before I was fully through the door."I'm not." I looked down at my own hand anyway — nothing there, just the place where I'd been gripping the strap of my bag hard enough to leave a mark that wasn't blood, just pressure. "I'm fine, Dante.""You don't look fine." He was already crossing the kitchen, and when he reached me he didn't pull me into anything dramatic, just put both hands on my shoulders and looked at me, checking for damage he couldn't see from across a room."I'm not hurt. I'm just—" I didn't have the word yet. "Full. Of things I didn't have this morning.""Sit down. Tell me."I sat. He pulled the chair around so he was beside me instead, which told me more about where his head was than anything he could have said."He admitted it outright," I said. "The window, Reeves, all of it. No hedging. I asked him to say it plainly and he did." I watched Dante's jaw work through that and hold. "And then Herald made h
Xena."You're lying," I said, though even as it left my mouth I didn't believe it. Nobody built a lie that specific. Nobody handed you a federal judge's blind spot as an opening move unless they meant it as exactly what he'd called it."I'm not." Victor didn't blink. "Check it yourself if you don't trust me. Cook County property records, 1887, parcel four-one-one through four-one-four. The Osei name is spelled differently — Ossei, one S — but it's the same family. Immigration clerk's error, never corrected. Nobody's looked hard enough to find it because nobody had a reason to.""Except you.""Except me." He said it without pride. "I've had forty years and nothing to do but read old paper."Herald shifted by the door, the first movement he'd made since I sat down. "Tell her about Diana."The room went a degree colder. Victor's hands, which had stayed folded and still through everything else, moved apart on the table."That wasn't part of what we agreed to," he said, and for the first t
Xena.The lobby was empty except for a man behind the security desk who didn't look up when I walked in, which told me Herald had already made the arrangements. Nobody stopped me at the elevator. Nobody asked me to sign anything. That kind of quiet cost money, and I understood, walking into it, that I was standing inside a small piece of the machine I'd spent three months trying to dismantle.The elevator opened straight onto the fourteenth floor.Herald was waiting in the hallway, arms crossed, wearing a suit that fit him the way Adrian's never quite had — like he'd built the posture from the outside in, learned it as a discipline instead of inheriting it. Three years of being someone else had left something behind in the way he stood."You came," he said."You sound surprised.""I'm not. I said you would." He fell into step beside me, not quite leading, not quite following. "He hasn't moved in forty minutes. Hasn't asked for water, hasn't asked what time it is. He's not performing p
Xena.I called him before I put my coat on. If I waited any longer, I wasn't going to call him at all.He picked up on the second ring. "Hey." Just that, warm and half-asleep, like he hadn't been sitting up waiting for something all night."I need to tell you something and I need you to let me finish before you say anything."The warmth dropped out of his voice instantly. "Xena.""Adrian called me. Victor's in a room in the West Loop. Herald's got him there. He's not talking until I say he can, and he's asking for me. Not you. Me."Silence on the line. I could hear him moving — a door, maybe, or a chair pushed back."You're not going alone," he said."I already told him my conditions. Herald stays in the room. I can leave whenever I want. I'm bringing the letters and nobody touches them but me." I kept my voice even, the way I'd practiced in my head walking from the kitchen to the bedroom to get my coat. "You're not on the list, Dante. That was my choice, not Adrian's.""He killed you
Xena.My phone was already ringing when I picked it up off the counter."Don't hang up," Adrian said, before I'd even said hello."I wasn't going to." I was lying. My thumb had been half an inch from the red circle."He's in the room. Herald's got him in the West Loop building, third floor conference space, and he hasn't said a word since we walked him in. He asked for you specifically. Said he wouldn't talk until you told him he could."I sat down at the kitchen table, the one with the water ring from Dante's glass still visible if I turned it into the light. I didn't turn it into the light."Victor arranged my father's death," I said. "You understand that's the man you're asking me to go sit across from.""I understand it better than you think." Adrian's voice had an edge I hadn't heard from him before. "Herald showed me the gaps in my own calendar today. Eight months of my life I don't remember living. So don't tell me I don't understand what it costs to sit across from the person
Dante.I pulled up at the abandoned driveway. Looking out the window, I immediately cursed under my breath.I hadn't seen this place since I was a kid. The buildings had overgrown weeds. Some already climbing the walls.Even a blind man would obviously sense the loneliness of the surroundings. "Th
Xena."It's me Xena."My eyes went wide.“ Dad?”There was silence on the other end. For a brief second, no one spoke, not a single word was said.I stood in Dante's study. We hadn't contacted each other since Adrian's promotion ceremony.“Darling I—” he pauses then heaves a sigh. “How are you doin
Xena.The ceiling in Dante's room was different from the one in the guest room.I noticed that first, which probably said something about the state of my brain. I stared at it and waited for regret to arrive.It didn't.What arrived instead was a very thorough physical awareness of every decision
Xena.The night air hit me the moment we stepped outside and I realized it was the first clean breath I'd taken in hours.Dante's car was already waiting. The long black car didn't need a logo to tell one it cost fortunes. A driver stood at the rear door without being summoned and I got in without







