If he remembered right, his mother always wore that necklace.
Could the woman in the snow calling him “son” actually be…
A chill raced down his spine. He fumbled for his phone and dialed his mother.
No one picked up.
Sophie immediately pressed close.
“Don’t scare yourself. Margaret can’t be here—doesn’t she have snow blindness?”
“Rachel must have stolen her necklace to spook us!”
“Right—Mom has snow blindness.”
Relieved, he exhaled.
“Rachel almost had me again. I nearly fell for it.”
Meanwhile, on the top floor of a Corporate Headquarters in Manhattan, William Parker was reviewing documents when a violent jolt of dread hit him. His custom pen slipped from his fingers and landed with a soft thud on the expensive carpet.
At that exact moment, his assistant burst in, face drained of color, voice shaking.
“Mr. Parker! Bad news—M-Madam just activated the Thunder Order!”
“What?”
William shot to his feet, his face turning paper-white.
As New York City’s wealthiest family, the Parker Family had a century-old pact with an elite private security force—the Thunder Squad.
Each Head of the Family could invoke the Squad’s protection only once in a lifetime.