Chapter 18

**by Niro Mason Vale**

**Chapter 18**

**Aria’s POV**

The atmosphere crackled with tension, a low hum of whispers rising in response to my declaration.

Anita’s eyes widened for a fleeting moment before she erupted into a harsh, humorless laugh that echoed through the crowd. “A witness? Where?” Her gaze swept over the assembly, sharp and predatory, as if searching for the weakest link among her “fine workers.” “Which of these loyal souls is foolish enough to risk their neck for you?”

Her words struck me like a slap, yet I refused to waver. My fingers intertwined nervously, a sheen of sweat forming on my palms as I fought to maintain my composure.

Mrs. Jennifer… please, I silently implored. I had urged her to arrive at this hour.