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“I’m having dinner with Alisa tonight,” Trevor announced, unable to suppress a grin. “Is it a date dinner?” Lady News asked, her eyes sparkling with mischief. “No,” Trevor insisted, a subtle blush creeping up his face. “I need to ask her about Patric. She brought a guy named Patric to the wedding after-party, and I…

Style’s email laid out the Franco family history in broad strokes. “I had my brother tap a friend in the FIA for this,” he wrote. “Here’s the breakdown. I hope this helps, because digging any deeper will take weeks, if not months. The local agencies are clean; we’d have to go through the embassy and…

“You worked at the club where Connor Franco was shot?” Trevor asked, his voice sharp with surprise. Sarah nodded silently. “Who? Connor Franco?” Sienna looked confused. Then, a memory clicked. She recalled her mother gossiping on the phone with friends. “Oh! I remember Mom saying the bride’s father was shot on Sunday night.” She turned…

Little John froze for a second, stunned by Spion’s sudden accusation. He saw the girl in the red hoodie reaching for the Mojito and acted instinctively, slamming his shaker onto the counter to grab the glass at the same time she did. “Let it go,” Little Red hissed, her eyes flashing fiercely. “Or I’ll leave…

Isabel was stretched thin this Monday. She had spent the entire day at the hospital navigating a gauntlet of doctors, nurses, and a constant stream of inquiries from Franco’s business partners. Exhausted and in no mood for an interrogation, she postponed her meeting with the team until the following day. With their primary lead on…

How was Connor Franco shot? Style’s brother didn’t have the details, though the news had traveled through their elite circles like wildfire. By a stroke of luck, Josh’s father had been there. He was part of the inner circle, playing high-stakes poker with Franco and three other associates in a private suite. According to Josh’s…

A heavy snow hit the city on Sunday morning, draping the world in a pristine silver shroud. The team decided to take a much-needed break to handle their personal lives, though the group chat remained a hive of activity. Lady News and Report Man were prepping for the annual Móda magazine soirée. “It’s the best…

The Tinderbox, as Jimmy described it, was more than just an antique; it was a relic of the Franco family. It was his connection to his father and his lucky charm, the thing that had seen him through the brutal early days of building his empire in the Fairylands. Years ago, Franco carried it himself…

Who knew the layout of Franco’s mansion best? His ex-wife, Victoria, was the obvious candidate. While she likely wasn’t a cat burglar herself, she certainly had the means to hire professional help for a heist—or a blackmail scheme. But she wasn’t the only one. Everyone who lived or worked within those walls was a suspect.…