"Sisi's House?" Alexander muttered, his eyes narrowing. "It makes sense. If someone I mean if Mira wanted to take him out quietly, that's the perfect place."
"But why notify us?" I pressed, my mind racing through the possibilities. "Why let us know he's dead? If she didn't want us to find him, why even send the message?"
Alexander's eyes locked onto mine, and for a moment, I could see the fierce determination burning there. "It's a power play. She wants us to know She's capable of doing what we couldn't—taking Griffin out without hesitation."
Marcus glanced up from his phone, his expression unreadable. "If that's the case, then we need to consider all possibilities. Griffin worked for her. Why would she want him taken out of the equation, she's trying to make a move against us. Or…" He hesitated, the weight of his words heavy in the air.
"Or what?" I asked, my heart pounding.
