Allison's POV.
The following day, I positioned myself at a café across the street from Jessica's office building, blending in with the morning crowd.
Disguised in a simple outfit with a hat and sunglasses, I could watch without drawing attention. My plan was already set in motion, and I waited with cold anticipation for the next phase to unfold.
Inside Jessica's office, her colleagues were going about their day, unaware of the storm about to hit. Jessica herself was in a meeting with several executives, discussing an upcoming public relations campaign.
Her confidence, though shaken from the night before, had mostly returned. She believed the threats were over, just a bad dream.
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the conference room. Jessica's assistant burst in, her face pale a
