Landon Hawthorne was stunned.
How long had it been since this was all settled?
'How did she do it?'
'How did she know there was more to the story? And how did she get those videos?'
The police said a woman had called it in earlier. 'Was that Aria?'
In that instant, Landon Hawthorne knew with absolute certainty that Aria Sterling was no simple woman.
It had been less than an hour since the news broke, yet the shop owner had confessed, the police had arrested Riley, and public opinion was in an uproar. Without a pre-arranged plan, it would have been impossible to orchestrate something so flawlessly.
The style was fast, ruthless, and precise. Utterly cold.
'Aria Sterling, who in the world are you?'
The assistant had no idea what had caused Landon's mood to sour again. The next second, Landon tossed the letter at him. "See for yourself. I had you all searching for someone for half a month without a single lead. What good are you!"
