Another message appeared.
Your husband has two heirs now.
Then another.
Only one gets the trust.
Ava’s grip tightened around the phone.
Victoria leaned in.
The senator’s face changed when she saw the screen.
Not fear.
Recognition.
“Where did that photo come from?” Ava asked.
Victoria did not answer fast enough.
Ava turned her head slowly.
“Mom.”
Victoria stood.
“Ava, listen to me.”
“No.” Ava’s voice stayed low. “Tell me.”
The door opened before Victoria could speak.
A marshal stepped in.
“Senator.”
Victoria looked at him.
He glanced at Ava, then back to Victoria.
“We found Savannah Vale.”
Ava’s heart began to pound harder than the baby monitor.
Victoria’s voice was calm.
“Where?”
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