have uncovered about Victoria.
In the afternoon, my phone finally rang with his number.
“I have what you asked for,” he said without preamble, “Can you meet tonight?”
We arranged to meet at the Shadowfall Club in Shadow Creek that evening. After work, I took a taxi directly there, my heart pounding with anticipation.
The club was dimly lit, with private rooms lining a plush corridor. I found the room Hunter had specified and slipped inside.
He was already waiting, a manila folder on the table between us. “Mrs. Winters.”
“What did you find?” I asked, getting straight to the point.
Hunter slid the folder toward me. “Everything I could gather on Victoria Frost is in here. Bank records, medical history, personal connections.”
I handed him an envelope containing his p*****. “Thank you.”
He counted the money efficiently, then stood. “Our business is concluded. Good luck, Mrs. Winters.”
After he left, I opened the folder with trembling hands. If Victoria had been involved in redirecting Patricia Warner’s kidney away from Lily, surely there would be evidence here.
Page after page of documents revealed Victoria’s extravagant spending habits, her medical appointments, her social connections. But nothing about Patricia Warner or the kidney transplant that never happened.
Disappointment crashed over me. I had been so certain Hunter would find something incriminating.
I remembered my own fruitless visit to Patricia Warner weeks ago. The woman had claimed complete ignorance about the details of the kidney transplant, insisting that her husband had handled all the arrangements.
“I just did what Roland told me,” she had said, avoiding my eyes. “I’m sorry about your daughter, but I don’t know anything else.”
Tears of frustration pricked at my eyes. Would I ever find justice for Lily?
My phone vibrated with a new message. Hunter Morgan’s name appeared on the screen.
“Check the basement storage unit at Crescent Moon Medical Center. Code: 7392. What you’re looking for is in Box 17.
My heart nearly stopped. This was it–the missing piece.
(Ethan’s POV)
The private room was filled with laughter and music as James Knight’s birthday celebration reached its peak. Moonlight Suite 888 at the Shadowfall Club was James’s favorite venue–exclusive, luxurious, and discreet.
Chapter 65 Unexpected R
I sat in a corner, nursing a glass of moonlight wine, watching the revelry with little interest. My thoughts were consumed by Olivia and Lucas Blackwood.
James dropped into the seat beside me, his amber–flecked eyes gleaming with mischief. “Why so glum, Alpha? This is supposed to be a party.”
He pushed a fresh glass toward me. “Drink up. Forget your troubles for one night.”
I took the glass but didn’t drink. Tm fine.”
James laughed, not believing me for a second. “Is this about Olivia and Lucas? Everyone’s talking about it.”
My jaw tightened. James noticed and grinned wider.
“Come on, Ethan. You should be celebrating! You’re finally free to be with Victoria without Olivia standing in
the way.”
My expression darkened further. James looked puzzled by my reaction.
“Isn’t this what you wanted?” he pressed. “You’ve loved Victoria since we were pups. Olivia was just the mate
“Think about it,” James continued, oblivious to my growing irritation. “If Olivia hadn’t come along, you and
“Wait a minute,” he said slowly. “You wouldn’t have fallen in love with Olivia, would you?”
I watched as he joined a group gathered around a table. The woman in red was practically draped over him, feeding him a napkin in some ridiculous party game. Only a small piece remained as she leaned in, clearly
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