"Dad, should I make a call to the detention center about Jason? Chief Montclair is unstable right now, and I'm worried he might do something drastic. He knows all the ins and outs of Merriton City. If he..."
Dorian's tone was ice-cold. "Cyril, remember this, a man in power never allows a threat to exist."
Nightfall.
Neon lights flickered across the skyline.
Isolde shivered as she wandered the bustling streets. Despite the crowds and the noise around her, she couldn't feel a trace of warmth.
She didn't know how long she had been walking, but eventually, exhaustion set in. She spotted a diner up ahead offering a half-price anniversary special and walked in without a second thought.
She wasn't hungry, but she knew she needed to eat. She ordered a classic cheeseburger and fries, choosing the darkest, most hidden booth in the corner where she could stare blankly out the window.
Preston had given her seventeen bullets. In the end, she hadn't fired a single shot, choosing instead to hide in the church's dumpster until the sun went down.
If she had known it would come to this, she never would have gotten involved with him.
Back when Lara Arlington had come to the academy for a shoot, Isolde had stood up for Mira, which caused Lara to humiliate her publicly. Although Aurelia Ravenshire had stepped in and saved her, her underlying nightmare remained unresolved.
Someone from the camera crew had seen right through her tough facade. Catching her off guard, he had dragged her into an empty classroom with sick intentions. Thanks to her years of being on guard against Rowena, she always carried Pepper Spray. The man failed to get what he wanted and nearly lost his eyesight instead.
That was the same day she crossed paths with Preston.
Terrified that Rowena would eventually cross a line, she desperately sought a powerful backer. And so, she willingly stepped right into Preston's hunting ground.


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