Arora took one final glance around the bedroom before she stepped out. Her eyes chased every corner, every shadow, every faint trace of Kelvin inside that place — and something in her chest tugged painfully. This room held secrets she never knew. Memories she had never been a part of. A life her brother lived without her.
But she swallowed it.
Emotion was a luxury she couldn't afford.
Not today.
Not when Jennie was missing. Not when the child inside her was Kelvin's.
Jack had already walked out ahead of her, a little too eager — almost suspiciously eager — but Arora pushed the thought aside just long enough to follow him into the living room.
Nick immediately straightened, holding a stack of documents.
"Leader," he said, stepping forward, "I found something."
Arora nodded once. "Show me."
Nick handed her the papers. Several sheets, each yellowed slightly at the edges, each printed with shipping details and luxury brand stamps.
Arora raised an eyebrow. "Perfumes?"
