That night Daniel did something strange.
He asked about my father's property.
Casually.
Too casually.
"Did your dad ever finalize those documents?" he asked.
My heart pounded.
I forced a shrug.
"I don't know."
He watched my face carefully.
Studying me.
Searching for something.
Then he smiled.
But it didn't reach his eyes.
That confirmed it.
He was getting nervous.
Which meant one thing.
Our plan was working.
Later that night, I texted Amara.
"He suspects something."
Her reply came instantly.
"Good."
Good?
I frowned at the screen.
Then another message appeared.
"Because now he'll move faster."
Move faster?
Before I could ask what she meant, another text came.
"You need to be careful tonight."
My chest tightened.
Why tonight?
Then I heard something outside the house.
A car door.
Footsteps.
And Daniel was already asleep beside me.
So who—
Was outside my house?