The Photo In The Envelope

For a week, things calmed down again.

Then an envelope appeared on Grant’s desk.

No return address.

Inside was a single photo.

It showed Tessa, not alone, speaking to a man in a clean suit—back turned to the camera.

Grant recognized the posture immediately.

The haircut.

The watch.

His brother.

Julian Holloway.

Julian had lived abroad for years after causing a scandal in the family business. Always jealous. Always hungry. Always convinced Grant had stolen the “throne” just by being the older brother who stayed.

A note was attached, written in elegant handwriting that felt too familiar:

Her plan was messy. Emotional. Mine is practical. You’ve been distracted playing hero. The real fight starts now.

Grant stared out at the city through his office window.

He’d beaten lies, fear, and obsession.

Now the danger wasn’t outside.

It shared his blood.

Grant picked up the phone and called Kade.

“Cancel everything,” Grant said, voice cold and steady. “Double security on Serena and Addie. And find out what my brother has been doing—every move, every friend, every hidden account.”

Kade didn’t ask questions. “Understood.”

Grant set the photo down carefully.