Avery Lawson, a detective known for her icy demeanor and impeccable record, finds herself in an interrogation room, accused of murdering her estranged father. Waking up to find him dead in her home with blood on her hands from checking his pulse, the police quickly deem her guilty. Officer Choie, her colleague with a disturbing smugness, leads the interrogation, painting her as the perfect suspect with their strained history and recent altercation.
Despite the mounting evidence, Avery remains resolute. Her father, cold and distant, was hardly a loss, but she's no murderer. Choie presses her on the blood, her whereabouts, and her history with her father, but Avery knows someone else is behind it all-someone who has always been two steps ahead of her.
Xander, a manipulative criminal from her past, has taunted her for years. He's always watching, sending twisted mementos-a rose here, a mocking letter there-all meant to rattle her. His cryptic notes, signed "To my favorite detective," haunt her every step, reminding her that he's the elusive mastermind behind countless unsolved crimes.
Xander has become her obsession, a shadow that lingers in every corner of her life. She suspects he's behind her father's murder, framing her as part of his latest twisted game. As Avery sits in that cold, sterile room, she knows Xander's game has just begun. To the world, he's a ghost, but to her, he's a constant reminder that she's always chasing shadows. She can't escape him, and she knows her life won't be free until she either catches him or he catches her.
His hand, tattooed and powerful, slammed against the armrest, making the entire chair jolt. The force of it was so sudden that I flinched, my breath catching in my throat.
Then, in one swift motion, he spun the chair to face me, the steel of his gun glinting in the dim light as he pressed it against my forehead, forcing my head back against the leather seat.
"Such a smart girl, aren't you?" His voice was a venomous hiss, the smirk on his face twisted into something cruel and taunting.
He enjoyed this-enjoyed the power, the control. The metal was cold, biting into my skin as he pushed harder, my skull grinding against the headrest.
"Why do this?" I gasped, trying to keep my voice steady, praying for any distraction that might buy me time. "Why be part of something so horrific when you're already a billionaire?"
His response was a whisper, yet it sliced through the air like a blade. "Power, Nadia."
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A Billionaire's Nemesis, a Druglord's Rival, and a Stalker's Obsession.
At 24, junior detective Nadia Steele dives into a perilous case of underground drug dealing. Her quest for justice pits her against a ruthless CEO of Donovan Enterprises, thrusting her into the crosshairs of vengeful criminals. But as she uncovers dark secrets, she finds herself the target of an insidious stalker who manipulates her world in ways she never imagined.
A billionaire's ambition, a druglord's vendetta, and a stalker's fixation collide in this high-stakes thriller. Can Nadia Steele unravel the tangled web of deception and find the hidden truths before it's too late?