Chapter 31 - Noticing a mysterious black sedan watching the penthouse from down the street as a brand-new dark warning box arrives for the victorious bride.
As Amelia turned back inside from the balcony, her personal security radio chimed with a quiet, urgent alert signal.
"Ms. Vance, we have a stationary black sedan parked three blocks down tracking your perimeter cameras with high-magnification lenses," the guard reported.
Simultaneously, a sharp knock echoed at the private elevator foyer doors of the secure penthouse suite.
Amelia walked calmly across the marble floor, opening the heavy wooden door to find a small, unmarked dark wooden box resting on the mat.
She picked up the heavy package, untying the dark red silk ribbon to reveal an antique silver pocket watch and a typed index card.
The card bore a single chilling sentence written in block capital letters: "The game in Manhattan was just a warm-up, Amelia."
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Amelia stared at the note, her eyes narrowing as a dangerous, thrilling spark of absolute resolve ignited deep within her chest.
Let them come, she thought quietly; her empire was built for war, and she was always ten steps ahead of the shadows.
