Rewriting My Heart's Fate

"I swear, there's something going on between those two," Madison said.

"I think so, too," I replied, deep in thought. "Looks like we've got to figure out what's really going on with them. By the way, did you snap anything useful while he wasn't looking?"

Madison flashed a sly grin, then pulled out a mini camera and waved it in front of me. "Don't worry. I didn't miss a page of those documents on his desk. We might find something once we get back and go through them."

"Nice work!" I said, impressed. "I thought you were just some clumsy escapee who broke out of prison."

Madison laughed and waved me off. "You're the brains behind this whole thing. So, what's our next step?"

I went quiet for a second, then slowly said, "Here's the plan-we hit this from two angles. First, we keep digging into Murphy's link with Kieran and see if we can find a way in. Second, we need to track down Ethan. I need to talk to him."

the one I couldn't stop thinking about

Madison tried to reassure me. "Don't worry, you're not in this alone. I've got your

a grateful smile. "Thanks, Madison. I always keep my

ways. Madison kept digging into Murphy, trying to figure out the connection with Kieran, while I quietly searched for any sign of Ethan, waiting for

my efforts paid off. One day, an informant told me that Ethan would be at

her to find a way to get

we showed up at the gala dressed to the nines and blended right in

steady buzz of laughter. The place was packed with socialites and VIPs, all dressed to impress

good and as cold and distant as ever. At that moment, he was holding a glass of

50s, had a bit of a belly but still carried himself