I stood up and walked toward the window, watching the rain hit the glass.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“They cut me off,” Sienna said, her voice shaking so hard I could barely understand her. “They threatened my family. Conrad told me if I don’t leave the state by tonight, he’ll make sure I never find work again. He said he would make me disappear.”

“That is your problem,” I said, my voice cold.

“I have proof, Amelia,” she rushed out, her breath catching. “I have the digital records of Conrad’s offshore accounts in the Caymans. The ones he uses to pay off his political associates. The ones Grant doesn’t even know about.”

I held my breath, the silence in the room suddenly deafening.

“Why are you telling me this?” I asked.

“I need protection,” Sienna said. “I need legal immunity. If your lawyer can guarantee my safety, I will give you everything.”

Before I could reply, the line went dead.

I stood by the window, my mind racing as the phone screen turned black.