While Mandy drove, Jake took the passenger seat while I sat in the back.
Lee Bai's image stayed fresh in my mind—
As if he were sitting right in front of me.
Leaning against the door, I stared out the tinted window of my new jeep.
Jake bought it with my money, proudly claiming:
"A man of high status needs a car of equal standing."
Translation: the black sedan should never be seen anywhere near me—or my residence.
Not that it mattered now.
"Found you."
Those words kept echoing in my head.
He didn't sound threatening, and maybe that's what unsettled me the most.
So… he sought me out.
Which meant he knew about my role in the Louisiana raid.
He lost a major territory because of my actions.
He should hate me.
And the worst part?
He knew my face.
Which meant he could find me anytime.
Anywhere.
Because this was my main world—but it might not be his original one.
My face was public.
My story was online.
I was everywhere.
But him?
The world knew nothing.
