Now,
Standing in his study, that image replayed again and again.
Axel's instincts screamed that Max wouldn't stop there. He knew his cousin too well.
Max had always been dangerously clever. Able to charm, deceive, and manipulate anyone to get what he wanted.
Even their grandfather had once said, "Maxime has the smile of a gentleman and the mind of a snake."
If Max managed to learn Evelyn's name, things would get messy. And he couldn't risk that.
He took a slow breath and reached for his phone.
"Collins," he said when the line connected.
"Boss," replied a deep, steady voice. "It's been a while since you called me this late. What's going on?"
"I need you to monitor someone. Maxime Knight."
There was a pause. "Your cousin?"
"Yes. I want every movement tracked. Calls, meetings, messages, travel routes...everything. And Collins," he added, his tone sharpening, "don't get caught. If Max finds out someone's watching him, he'll dig until he learns who. You know how he plays."
