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Chapter 6

Author: JoyInk
last update publish date: 2026-08-15 23:55:37
The words beneath the photograph refused to leave my mind, he was there when he died. My father's handwriting, my father's photograph and warning, and standing beside him was Marcus Holloway.

"Who is he?"

Soren took the photograph from my hand, but instead of answering immediately, he stared at it. His thumb moving slowly across the edge. "Marcus worked with our fathers."

I waited, his eyes never left the photograph. Something had changed, his shoulders looked heavier, his expression had lost th
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    I kept staring at the message on my phone. The words were still there.You are asking about Elias Maren. Stop.My hand had gone cold around the phone. The second message sat beneath it.Your father ignored the first warning too. Do not make the same mistake.Someone knew what we were doing and not guessing. The word settled in my chest like something heavier than it should have been. I locked my phone and slipped it into my bag."We cannot stay here," Soren said.I nodded. My throat was too tight to answer him out loud. He stepped into the corridor, and I followed, keeping close as we walked toward the elevator. Neither of us spoke until the doors opened.Inside, Soren pressed the button for the ground floor. The doors closed. "You are thinking about Elias," he said."I am thinking about whoever sent that message.""So am I," I replied. I folded my arms. I needed something to hold onto, even if it was only myself. "They knew about my father. They knew we were looking into Elias. 88Th

  • Blueprint Of My Heart   Chapter 38

    The sentence would not hold still. I read it again, and again, and the words kept losing their shape under my eyes, as if my mind refused to let them mean what they meant.If Leontes had stopped trusting Elias, something had happened between those two points in time. Something that mattered enough to change everything that came after.I set the page down on the desk, my fingers lingering on the edge of it a moment longer than they needed to."We need to find out what changed."Soren did not answer right away. He was still bent over the note, his eyes moving across it as though he could force new information out of ink that had already said all it was going to say."My father trusted Elias enough to put him near the records," he said finally. "Then he warned him not to move them.""Which means something happened in between," I said. He nodded, slow and distracted, the way a person nods when they are agreeing with a thought they do not want to be true. I began gathering the papers scatt

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    The corridor leading to Leontes Calder's old office was almost empty when Soren unlocked the door. I stood behind him, watching the key turn in the lock.For some reason, I had expected something dramatic. Instead, the door opened with a quiet click. Soren stepped inside first. I followed, holding my bag against my side.The office smelled of old paper and wood. Dust had gathered along the edges of the shelves, but the desk was still standing exactly where it had probably been for yearsSoren stopped near the entrance. He did not move. I watched him looking across the room. “You remember this place,” I said.He nodded.“My father used to work here late.” His voice was quieter than before.“When I was a child, I would sometimes sit outside that door waiting for him.”I looked toward the hallway behind us.“You waited for him?”“Sometimes for an hour,” he said. He gave a faint smile that disappeared almost immediately.“He always told me he would be out in ten minutes.” I could picture it.

  • Blueprint Of My Heart   Chapter 36

    By the time we left Marcus's office, my body was asking for sleep, but my mind refused to slow down.The eastern section had been sealed before the final inspection.Someone had continued working there anyway. I kept walking beside Soren, holding the copy of the contractor report against my chest. Every few steps, I found myself reading the same line again. Private instruction. Do not include in project records.Who had given that instruction? And why had they gone to so much trouble to hide it?Soren pushed open the glass doors leading out of the building. The evening air met my face as we stepped onto the pavement. “You should go home,” he said.I turned toward him. “You are saying that you are actually going to let yourself rest.”“I will go home, change, and try.” I almost smiled.“Try?”“That is the best I can promise, he said.”For a moment, neither of us moved. There was too much between us now. My father. His father. Dorian. The eastern section. Money that had been moved through

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    The road to the quarry was almost empty. Soren drove with both hands on the wheel, the headlights cutting through the darkness as we left the main road behind.I sat beside him with my father's notebook open on my lap. The silver key rested between my fingers. I kept turning it over, feeling its cool surface against my skin."You are quiet,” Soren said.I lifted my eyes from the key. “I am thinking.”"About your father?” he asked.I nodded.“About what he knew before he disappeared.” Soren kept his attention on the road. “I know.”His answer was quiet. I watched the passing trees through the window. “I keep wondering if he knew he would not come back.”Soren's hands shifted on the steering wheel. “Maybe that is why he left the trail.”I turned toward him.“So I could find it?”"So someone could,” he said.I lowered my eyes to the notebook. That thought stayed with me. My father might not have known who would eventually find his work. He may have only wanted the truth to survive him.The

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