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CHAPTER 4: THE FIRE THEY LIT

It started with a scream.

Not from Alina.

From the kitchen.

Guests turned. Glass shattered. Security rushed.

Spencer didn’t move.

Neither did Alina.

Because this was the moment.

Police flooded in seconds later—faster than anyone expected.

Not local.

Federal.

Mosley’s face drained of color.

“What is this?” he snapped.

Spencer’s voice cut clean through the chaos.

“It’s over.”

Agents moved in. Phones were seized. Men were pulled aside.

Richard Whitmore tried to leave.

He didn’t make it past the door.

Alina watched as her father was forced to his knees for the first time in his life.

Their eyes met.

No apology.

No regret.

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Just fear.

And it was enough.

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