The sun hasn’t risen when I sit down at my desk, Camille’s file open on my screen again, detailed dossiers, photographs, family secrets. Sinclair Media’s pristine facade, Charles Sinclair’s careful PR strategy, Celeste St. James’s quiet manipulations. Camille, the golden daughter, polished, powerful, protected.
Not anymore.
I call Joaquin, voice cold, clipped. “Dig deeper.”
“How deep?”
“Everything,” I hiss. “Sinclair Media’s financials. Board members, trustees, silent partners. I want leverage. Debts, affairs, dirty little secrets. I want to know who we can buy and who we can break.”
“You’re sure?” Joaquin’s voice stays carefully neutral.
“She’s the access point,” I say slowly. “Camille’s the key. I want her surrounded. Vulnerable.”
“You’re talking infiltration,” Joaquin clarifies.
“No.” My voice hardens, colder now, edged in steel. “I’m talking infection. I want into every aspect of her world before she realizes I’m there.”
There’s a pause. Joaquin exhales softly. “You want her owned.”
“Yes.” My knuckles whiten around the glass of bourbon. “Get it done.”
Camille Sinclair has no idea what she woke inside me.
She thinks she left.
She thinks she escaped.
She has no idea I’m already beneath her skin, inside her head, infecting her just as deeply as she infected me.
Now I’m coming for everything:
Her family’s empire. Her pristine reputation.
Her carefully crafted lies.
Her fucking soul.
And when I take it, she’ll know exactly who she belongs to.
Day Four.
I don’t leave the penthouse.
Not because I’m tired.
Because I’m focused.
Because now that I’ve given the obsession breath, it’s turning into something living. Breathing. Strategic.
The Sinclair Empire has always looked impenetrable from the outside, elegant, old money, wrapped in press releases and perfectly manicured public image. But every empire has its cracks.
You just have to know where to look.
That’s what Joaquin does best.
He sends the first report at 7:41 a.m., a full dossier attached with three encrypted files.
Sinclair Media: Public-facing media conglomerate with ties to old political dynasties, an international philanthropic division, and an ever-curated image of polished benevolence. They specialize in legacy media, luxury magazine distribution, PR spin, and digital strategy.