Chapter 133

Kai POV

I didn’t sleep that night.

While Nova finally crashed around three AM, exhausted from crying and panic, I sat in my home office making calls. First to Marcus, our lawyer. Then to the security company. Then to every contact I’d cultivated over thirteen years of waiting for this exact moment.

Because I’d always known this day would come.

The parole board had said fifteen years minimum. I’d prepared for ten. Darren Blake was the kind of man who got what he wanted, and what he wanted was out of that cell.

“Mr. Storm?” The security consultant’s voice was crisp over the phone. “I can have a team at your house by eight AM. We’ll upgrade everything—cameras, motion sensors, reinforced locks. The works.”

“What about the studio?” I asked, pulling up the blueprints on my computer. I’d mapped every entrance, every blind spot, every vulnerability years ago.

“We’ll cover that too. Give me forty-eight hours and your family will be living in a