Chapter 43
Tanin sighed in relief as she and Leila finished sweeping the study for a third time, finding no more hidden cameras. She leaned against the desk, pressing her fingers against her temple.
"At least that's done," she muttered, but her heart still pounded. The idea of someone spying on Damian—and potentially herself—was unsettling.
Leila sat down on the leather chair and opened her laptop, her expression serious. "Now, about what I wanted to show you." She typed in a few commands before turning the screen toward Tanin. "This was sent to Damian's laptop anonymously. It's worse than we thought."