Samuel glanced at his phone, the message from Timmy flashing onto his screen with a quiet ping. He paused, fingers frozen above the steering wheel as he read the lines of text.
Timmy had uncovered something — a new development that made Samuel's stomach tighten.
It wasn't about Revilo, as they'd both suspected. Marlo, the man they'd spotted at the private villa last night — a man who looked hauntingly like James — had no apparent connection to Revilo or anyone in the company. According to Timmy's findings, it was all a coincidence, just some strange alignment of fate.
Samuel let out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, the weight lifting slightly from his shoulders.
But there was still a knot of unease lingering.
He stared at the screen, rereading the words.
Timmy's message continued: "Marlo has no ties to Revilo, nor anyone else in our network. The similarities are just a strange coincidence."
