Laura shook her head desperately, silently pleading with Victor to leave. The fear in her eyes stopped him cold.
The light turned green. Traffic surged forward. Victor stepped back just in time to avoid a taxi.
The man pulled the blanket over Laura and vanished with her into the shadows.
Victor stood frozen, his heart pounding.
Back in the car, Daniel watched him, waiting.
“Carlos,” Victor said shakily, “turn around. We’re not leaving until I know what’s happening. And call Michael. I need my lawyer—now.”
Victor understood one thing clearly: Laura’s life on the street wasn’t an accident. It was a cage. And the key to it was buried under money, secrets, and a betrayal that threatened everything he thought he controlled.
