A court hearing loomed, and Frost began working through intermediaries, manipulating relatives and offering money to those desperate enough to accept it, believing that he could manufacture a custody dispute and bury Jonathan under legal delays until the children were his by default.
What Frost did not expect was resistance.
The twins’ distant relatives, Marianne and Lucas Pierce, came forward one afternoon, their faces drawn with guilt as they confessed that they had been paid to build a relationship with the boys, to play the part of concerned family until the moment came to claim them, and as they laid out bank statements, emails, and recorded instructions, the truth became undeniable.
“He is planning something worse,” Marianne said, her voice trembling as she looked at Lena. “He wants to take them in public, somewhere crowded enough to cause confusion.”
The adults argued, voices rising with fear and anger, but Lena listened, thinking, weighing, understanding what none of them wanted to admit, that Frost was growing bolder, and that waiting would only give him time to refine his plan.