Chapter 5: The First Threat
The letter arrived without warning.
No return address. No signature.
Just one line:
You didn’t win. You just survived.
Khloe read it twice, then placed it calmly on her desk.
Harrison didn’t share her composure.
“This isn’t nothing,” he said, pacing. “Richard had partners we never found.”
“Or enemies,” Khloe replied.
“Same thing.”
For the first time in months, a shadow crept back into her world.
But Khloe refused to let fear dictate her next move.
“We increase security,” she said. “Quietly.”
“And you?”
May you like
Khloe looked toward the framed photo of Hope on her desk.
“I keep going.”
