Cambria stood at the window of her penthouse, staring out over the sprawling skyline of Manhattan. The city below seemed to pulse with life, a place of power and opportunity, yet all she could focus on was the message from Maddox. The urgency in his words sent a cold chill through her veins. "They're coming for you. You need to leave. Now."
Maddox. The name alone sent a flood of memories crashing into her mind, memories of love, betrayal, and the devastation that followed. She hadn't heard from him in months, and now, of all times, he was reaching out. But why? Why now?
A knock at the door pulled her from her thoughts, and her pulse quickened. It was Knox, stepping into the room with a wary expression, his eyes scanning her every move. "Cambria," he began, his voice cautious, "are you alright?"
She didn't turn to face him, keeping her eyes on the city below. "I just received a message from Maddox. He says they're coming for me. And I don't know who 'they' are."
