A Widow's Poison, A Wife's Rebellion novel Chapter 941

The Brinley Seabrook situation had already turned everything upside down, and now Herbert Farley and Yardley Hoggart were adding fuel to the fire.

"I'll have Romy stay on high alert. Yardley and Herbert are definitely going to be tearing the world apart looking for her like madmen."

And if it were just a search party, that would be one thing.

But it was causing massive headaches on this end, too. Ciro's operations were already taking hits under their relentless pressure. They weren't just looking for Starla Lansbury; they were actively trying to squeeze Amos's network until he was forced to hand her over.

"I used to think you were utterly shameless when it came to Starla," Amos remarked. "But I never expected those two to be even worse."

Fairfax Yelchin remained silent.

Did the man have no filter? If he didn't know how to speak properly, he should just keep his mouth shut. There was no need to open his mouth just to instantly offend someone.

...

Meanwhile, with Starla.

During the day, she acted like she didn't care about a single thing in the world. But in the dead of night, when everything was quiet...

Alone in her room...

She pulled out another burner phone.

She glanced at the incoming encrypted message: *The intel is verified!*

It was just a few words, but they sent Starla's heart plummeting straight into an icy abyss.

What intel? The confirmation that Herbert and Yardley were negotiating terms with General Licht. How could they possibly sit at a bargaining table with him? She didn't even know what to call them anymore.

Starla immediately dialed her broker. It was picked up instantly. "No rush on the payment."

Every piece of high-end intel had a clear price tag, and she always paid up the moment she got what she needed.

"What's their bargaining chip?" Starla demanded.

Even though Amos's people had already tipped her off that General Licht had explicitly asked for her, she needed to hear it from an independent source. After all, Amos was deeply loyal to Fairfax. Even with Fairfax gone, Starla couldn't shake the feeling that Amos might twist the narrative to make Herbert and Yardley look worse out of spite. She needed the absolute, unfiltered truth, without a single margin of error.

Her other phone began to buzz. It was Tanya Mercer. Starla glanced at the caller ID.

She hesitated for a moment, then let it ring. She didn't even decline the call, just let it buzz until it went to voicemail.

Romy walked in just as the screen went dark. "You can answer that, you know. We've masked the location."

"It's safe to pick up?" Starla asked.

"The terrain around Sylvan Vale is incredibly complex. With our encryption routing, they'll never pinpoint us."

That was exactly why Fairfax had ordered Romy and the others to bring Starla here in the first place. It was the perfect place to disappear.

"Never mind. I'm not answering," Starla sighed.

Whatever reason Tanya was calling for, Starla doubted her friend's situation was any less disastrous than her own. If anything, Starla had it worse. She was the grand prize a warlord was actively demanding. And Herbert and Yardley were turning the world inside out to find her. At a critical juncture like this, maintaining her cover was the absolute highest priority.

"Looks like you're completely done with them," Romy commented softly.