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Eve's POVThe second threat came on a Friday, delivered not by mail or courier but by a voice on the phone.I was working from the dining table, reviewing the quarterly projections that Priya had flagged for my attention, when my cell phone rang with a number I did not recognize. The security team had set up call screening, but this call had bypassed their filters somehow, routed through a series of proxies that made it untraceable. I answered before thinking, still distracted by the columns of numbers swimming before my eyes."Mrs. Cresswell." The voice was male, smooth and educated, with the faint trace of an accent I could not quite place. "You have been very difficult to reach.""Who is this?""You know who I am. You have been looking for me. I thought it was time we spoke directly."Alistair Pembrooke. It had to be him. I gestured frantically at Priya, who was working at the other end of the table, and she immediately began

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Devin's POV Mark ran background checks on everyone who had access to our schedules, our security arrangements, and our personal information. The list was small. The security team, all of whom had been vetted by Solomon personally. Priya, whose loyalty was beyond question. Marguerite Chen, who had been protecting the Lovelace estate for decades. A handful of office staff who handled logistics and communications. One name stood out. An administrative assistant in the Lovelace offices named Derek Foster, who had been hired six months ago on a temporary contract and who had access to Eve's calendar and contact lists. His background check had been clean at the time of hiring, but a deeper dive revealed inconsistencies. His previous employer had no record of his employment. His listed address was a vacant lot. His references were dead ends. "He is not who he claimed to be," Mark said. "He was planted in the office, probably by Gregory Hale, to

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