Don stood outside Olivia's apartment door, his hand raised to knock. He lowered it. Raised it again. He had been standing there for five minutes, trying to find the right face to wear. The concerned brother, the loving son. The helpless victim of a mother who pushed too hard.He knocked.Olivia opened the door. Her face was pale. Her eyes were tired. She looked at him, waited."Can I come in?"She stepped aside. He walked in, looked around. The apartment was clean, quiet, empty. No sign of Adam. Just Olivia, alone, wrapped in a blanket, her phone in her hand."You look worse than yesterday," he said.She closed the door, leaned against it. "Thanks."He walked to the couch, sat down, patted the cushion beside him. She did not sit. She stayed by the door, her arms crossed, her eyes on his face."What do you want, Don?"He spread his hands, smiled. "I want to help. I want to be your brother. The way I used to be."Her face softened, just a little. Just enough. He saw it and filed it a

Adam walked to his car, opened the door, then stopped. He turned back to Kai."I need you to spy on Don."Kai looked up from his laptop. "Don? I thought you said he was useless.""He is. But I need his location to be able to put him on our side,” Adam leaned against the car door. "I don't need him to help us. I need him to slip up so we can use him against her."Kai nodded. "I'll watch his movements.""Good." Adam climbed into the driver's seat, started the engine. "Keep me posted."He drove away.Kai watched the taillights disappear around the corner, then pulled out his phone. He opened the tracking app, pulled up Don's last known location. The dot was stationary. Olivia's apartment.Kai typed a message to Adam. “Don is at Olivia's. Again. He's been there for two hours.”Adam's reply came fast. “Keep watching.” Meanwhile, Agatha sat in the back of her limousine, her phone pressed against her ear, her eyes on the rain. The voice on the other end was low, careful."I found somethin

Don's eyes widened. His mouth opened, closed, open again. The lights spun, the women danced. But Don saw none of it. He saw only Adam's face, hard and cold, the cigarette smoke curling between them."Betray my mother?"Adam dragged on his cigarette, let the smoke out slow. "That's the deal. Take it or leave it."Don's hands were shaking, his breath was fast. "You don't understand. She's not just my mother. She's….""She's what? A murderer? A kidnapper? A woman who tried to have a child taken?" Adam leaned forward, his voice low. "I know who she is, Don. I know what she's done. The only question is whether you're going to help me stop her or stand beside her when she falls."Don's face crumpled. Tears ran down his cheeks. "She'll kill me."Adam set his cigarette down, folded his hands on the table. "She'll try. But she won't succeed. Because I'll be watching. And when she makes her move, I'll be there."Don looked at him, his eyes red, his face wet. "Why? Why do you care what happ

Adam leaned back in his chair, his eyes fixed on Kai. "Nothing is stopping us," Adam said. "But I don't want to just expose her, I want to destroy her."Kai's fingers hovered over the keyboard. "What's the difference?"Adam stood, walked to the window, stared out at the dark city. "If I expose her now, she'll fight back. She'll lawyer up. She'll drag this out for years. She might even walk away."He turned, looked at Kai. "But if I wait until after she loses the company. After the board votes her down. After she has nothing left to fight with. Then I reveal who she really is. Then I destroy her."Kai nodded slowly. "You want her to lose everything first.""I want her to watch it happen. I want her to know that she lost because of me. Because of Olivia. Because of the people she tried to destroy." Adam walked back to the table, sat down. "Keep gathering evidence. Everything you can find. The village. The plant. The people who died. I want it all."Kai opened his laptop, his fingers

Adam stood in the kitchen, Tracy's phone still in his hand, the caller refused to say anything. After a while, the call ended. Then he looked at Tracy, kneeling on the floor.He tossed the phone onto the counter. It slid across the marble, stopped at the edge."Get up," he said.Tracy looked at him, confused. "What?""I said you're staying with me."She looked at Clara, at Zara, at Jaxson. No one moved to help her. No one spoke.Adam pulled her toward the door. "Now."His phone buzzed as he walked to the car. Kai."I can't track the number."Adam let out a hiss as he opened the passenger door, helped Tracy inside, closed it. He walked around to the driver's side, climbed in, started the engine."Keep trying.""Already on it."Adam pulled away from the curb, drove toward the highway. Tracy sat beside him, her hands in her lap, her eyes on the road. She did not speak. She did not ask where they were going.His phone buzzed again. Clinton Alessandro."Mr. Cole. I heard about Luca. I'm