## Maya's POV
We walked quickly, the documents and photos
clutched in our hands. We had to get to a safe place and start digging.
Aisha's eyes scanned the streets, her grip on my hand tight. "We need to be careful. Victor's men could be anywhere."
I nodded, my heart racing. We were in this together, and we'd uncover the truth.
## Aisha's POV
We ducked into a small alleyway, our breathing
ragged. We couldn't shake the feeling we were being watched.
Maya's eyes locked onto mine. "What do we do now?"
I took a deep breath. "We find out everything we can about Victor and his connection to Father's death."
## Fatima's POV
I knew I was being followed. I could feel eyes on me, watching my every move.
I quickened my pace, my heart pounding in my chest. I had to get to the girls, warn them.
## Scar-faced Man's POV
I closed in, my eyes fixed on Fatima. She was
getting too close, and I had to stop her.
I picked up my pace, my phone at the ready. "We're closing in on Fatima. Get the girls next."
The response was immediate. "We're in position."
I smiled, my plan unfolding perfectly. Soon, it would all be over.