There were five cars trailing behind Leonardo's vehicle, all with tinted windows and suspicious movements. The moment he noticed, his jaw tightened.
Of course, he always had hidden backup vehicles shadowing him, a trained convoy that never left him alone. But something was off tonight.
Too off.
All his backup cars had gone silent.
Vanished from the tracker.
That wasn't just coincidence.
Leonardo's eyes narrowed. He leaned forward slightly, speaking low into the secure device built into the armrest.
"Code Shadow. Respond."
Static.
Silence.
His face darkened.
He took out his personal phone and called his elite guards directly. "We've got a tail—five vehicles. The backup convoy is missing. Get location coordinates. Now."
Isabella, who had been quiet the whole ride, felt the shift in the air like a slap. It was subtle at first, Leonardo's hand tensing on his knee, the way he kept checking the rearview mirror, the sudden change in how fast the car was moving.
