John's voice wavered with fear as he relayed the message from the note. "It said they were coming for you next, Alexander. They said they won't stop until they get what they want."
Alexander's grip tightened on the phone, his mind racing with a mixture of fear and determination. "Did you see who they were? Do you have any idea who could be behind this?"
John's response was grim. "I didn't get a good look at them. They were wearing masks, but they seemed organized, like they knew exactly what they were doing."
A cold knot formed in Alexander's stomach as he absorbed the gravity of the situation. Whoever was behind these attacks was targeting him and his loved ones with ruthless precision.
"We need to meet," Alexander said firmly, his voice edged with urgency. "Somewhere safe."
