The moonlight cast long shadows across Cambria's penthouse as she sat by the window, her gaze fixed on the twinkling city lights below. Her thoughts were a tangled mess, each one pulling her in a different direction. She had fought so hard to build her empire, to reclaim what had been taken from her, but now everything was at risk. The secrets she had uncovered about her uncle, about Maddox, about Blackwood were too much to ignore. And yet, with every passing day, it seemed that the walls were closing in, tighter and tighter.
Her phone buzzed on the table, pulling her from her thoughts. It was a message from Elara.
"Cambria, we have a problem. Blackwood is making his move. He's pulled some strings, and now we have to deal with the fallout. We need to act fast."
