Chapter 17 Beneath The Surface

The evening air was crisp, carrying the scent of blooming jasmine from the gardens below. Adrian and Sophia lingered on the balcony, wrapped in a rare moment of peace. The ordeal with Gregory Hill had been resolved, but an uneasy feeling still simmered in Sophia’s chest. “Gregory might have been the traitor,” she said softly, her gaze fixed on the dark horizon. “But what if he wasn’t acting alone?”