Men like Anton Trillo and Rogel Sanchez would never waste their time traveling to a remote island just to admire ancient ruins.
No.
They were here for something else.
Something hidden beneath the Kromwel Mausoleum.
Something valuable enough to gather a billionaire, a governor, military officials… and armed escorts in one place.
A cold realization tightened around Lara's chest.
Just what were they after?
Whatever Anton Trillo's true motive was, Lara did not care—as long as it posed no threat to the Kromwel legacy.
But if it did—
Then she would become the obstacle standing in his way.
...
Lara's gaze drifted toward Artemio Fuegerro, and a faint frown creased her forehead.
Something about him felt… wrong.
Why was Artemio practically bending over backward for those two men—especially Anton Trillo?
She had seen the footage of the incident from twenty years ago.
The lively children's songs. Then the screams.
