Chapter 5

"Is it done?" Luz's voice crackled through my Bluetooth earpiece. It was sharp, impatient, and practically vibrating with greed.

"All four burners are on maximum," Colin replied. His tone was chillingly casual, like he was discussing the weather. "Give it ten minutes. When the cops respond to our 'anonymous tip,' they'll break the door down and find a hysterical, suicidal woman reeking of natural gas. It's the perfect, undeniable excuse to lock her in a psych ward forever. We'll have full control of Luke and the trust money by Monday."

The audio was crystal clear, transmitting directly from the hollowed-out…