SCORNED EX WIFE Queen Of Ashes (Camille and Stefan)

Chapter 140

Chapter 140

Herod's phone rang at 3:17 AM. The cheap motel room was dark except for the blue light of his burner phone cutting through the blackness. He squinted at the screen. Unknown number. His finger hovered ove

"Hello?"

"They found everything." The voice on the

other end was hushed, stressed, Derek Martinez, his contact at the FBI. "Your business card in the wreckage. Your

fingerprints on the detonator parts. Plans for the bombings in your apartment." Herod sat up, suddenly wide awake. "What plans? I never kept anything in the apartment."

"Well, someone did. Blueprints of the substations. Notebooks with blast calculations. A journal talking about your hatred for Victoria Kane."

"That's impossible. I never wrote any journal." Herod's mouth went dry. "What else?"

"Your emails. Detailing everything. The FBI has enough to lock you away forever." Martinez paused. "I'm risking everything telling you this. My career, my freedom."

"I appreciate it." Herod's mind raced. "Any mention of Rose Lewis in the evidence?"

"Nothing. Not a trace." Martinez's voice dropped even lower. "Look, I can't help you anymore. They're searching for you everywhere. Airports, train stations, the works. I need to disappear from your life now."

The line went dead before Herod could respond.

He sat motionless in the darkness, the truth settling over him like a heavy blanket. Rose had set him up. Completely. Thoroughly. She'd planted evidence while he was out. Created a fake journal. Fabricated em And made sure none of it pointed to her.

Herod got up and flicked on the light. The motel

room was small and dirty, nothing like the luxury he was used to. Rose had insisted they move here two days ago, claiming they needed to stay hidden.

Now he understood why.

She'd wanted him in this dump, away from his resources, while she set her trap. And he'd walked right into it, blind and willing.

The bathroom door opened. Steam escaped as Rose emerged, wrapped in a thin

towel, her hair wet from the shower. She smiled when she saw him, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"You're up early," she said, toweling her hair. "Couldn't sleep?"

"I just got a call from Martinez." Herod watched her face, looking for any reaction. "The FBI found evidence in my apartment. Evidence I never put there."

Rose's expression didn't change. "What kind of evidence?"

"Plans for the bombings. A journal. Emails detailing everything."

"Someone must have broken in," she said, turning away to look for her clothes. "Planted

that stuff to frame you."

"Martinez said your name

just a moment before continuing to sort

stood up. "Planning. Careful,

to face him, her mask finally slipping. The coldness

spreading through Herod's body.

are you suggesting?" she

that points only to me. You made sure you had alibis for

it. Instead, she tilted her head, studying him like a scientist might observe a lab specimen. "And if I

him off guard. He had expected denial,

Not this calm

the FBI," he said.

laughed, a harsh sound that

word against the mountain of

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both knew it. He had nothing to prove her involvement, while she had carefully built a

thought we were in this together. I thought..." He couldn't finish the sentence. It sounded pathetic even in

dropped her towel and began dressing, unconcerned with

part of him had believed their connection was real. The nights they'd spent planning, talking,

you everything," he said. "Money. Resources. I helped you go

Rose pulled

blame, and it was never going to be me. I've spent my life being careful, covering my

on the bed, crossing

in her tone made him

to hit the main control center. One final blow to bring down

"You're already facing life in prison for the first two bombings. What's one more? Especially if it means hurting them where it

stared at her, unable to believe what he was hearing. "You want me

toward him, placing her hand on his chest. "To make Victoria

once exciting, now made his skin crawl. Yet he

craved her

"And afterward?" he asked.

escape. Get you out of the country with new identity papers,

He knew it was a lie. Yet he found himself considering it, weighing his options. The FBI

knew it

by playing along

me to trust you," he said. "After learning you've betrayed

his face, tracing his

finish what we

you no

smile turned predatory. "Everyone leaves

me, the ride

for any sign of genuine feeling, any crack

but

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