Chapter 19

Harper’s POV

Sitting in the car, I wait. My heart is thudding in my chest, but I push down the fear. I need to do this, I can't back out now. Not after they gifted me things, not with Mark waiting and expecting me to bring back the money.

My phone vibrates, and I pull it from my bag as the car hums beneath me. The screen lights up with a new message, and I open the app, already half-smiling without meaning to.

The_Triumvirate: The driver will give you the key card to the penthouse.

The_Triumvirate has released half of the payment and your bank will process it.

Fifteen thousand. Half of that is already mine. It doesn’t feel real, not as I read it, not even as I close the app and slide the phone back into my bag. My hands smooth the coat over my lap, fingers twitching from nerves more