Chapter 42 - Turning the Table

Ava's POV

The air in my office thickened, my heartbeat echoing louder in my ears as Rose confirmed what I already suspected. “It’s them,” she said, her voice low and grim. “The calls, the threats… it’s all coming from the Jamesons.”

I gripped the edge of my desk until my fingers ached. “They’re playing a dangerous game,” I whispered, fury simmering just beneath the surface. Holly’s pale face flashed through my mind—the fragile rise and fall of her breathing.

The images they’d sent—the ones that showed Holly supposedly bound and hurt—had been burned into my memory. Each one had chipped away at my resolve, filling me with a helplessness I despised.

“No more,” I said, the words a promise to myself and a warning to the Jamesons. “I won’t let them touch her again.”