LOGINI woke up early with the shawl folded at the foot of my bed and the card under my pillow. I looked through the gap in the connecting door and saw that Damian’s side was already empty. The guard outside told me he had left for the council offices an hour ago, alone.“He said you were to eat with Miss Kayla,” the guard added. “And stay in the house.”“Did he say when he would be back?” I asked.“By noon, Luna,” the guard responded.Kayla studied me over her cup like someone reading a weather report. “Did you sleep?” she asked.“A little,” I answered her.“You look like you slept beside a furnace.” She grinned. “Was it awful?”“It was very quiet. He left a note, that’s all I can say.”“Helena,” she called.“Eat your eggs,” I said.She laughed, and for a moment, the house felt ordinary. Then Ryder came in, still in yesterday’s clothes, and dropped into the chair beside me.“He went to the records room alone,” he said. “And I don’t like it.”“He told me why, three people look like a plan,”
Kayla carried my bags to the adjoining room herself, refusing every offer of help from the guards. It was a large, quiet room, plainly furnished, with a connecting door that stood open a hand's width."He said he'd sleep with his open," she said, setting down the last case. "I didn't think he meant it literally.""Well, he meant most things literally," I responded."That's what worries me," She said, smoothing the quilt. "Helena, are you all right with this? You haven't said much since the study.""I'm all right," I sat on the bed and looked at the gap in the door. "It's the safest place in the house, and I know it. I just don't know where to put my hands.""Put them on the pillow and sleep," She said, squeezing my shoulder. "I'll take the room across the hall. Ryder already moved a cot into it.""You don't have to," I said softly."I know, and goodnight."After she left, I unpacked slowly, hiding my mother's coat at the back of the wardrobe with the pages and the pendant's spare chai
I did not scream. I only sat up slowly, with the key warm in my palm, and shook Kayla’s shoulder until she turned over.“Don’t speak,” I whispered. “Look at this,” I said.She stared at the tag, then at me. Her lips immediately formed one word. “Ryder.”“Not yet. Whoever put this under my pillow was in this room, or knew exactly which bed was mine.” I kept my voice low. “So if I call out, they hear it too.”“Then what do we do?” Kayla asked.“We wait till morning and act like people who aren’t afraid.” I immediately tucked the key into my sleeve. “Lie down, and breathe normally,” I said to her.She obeyed, though her hand found mine beneath the blanket and held on. Somewhere around three in the morning, I fell asleep without meaning to.At dawn, Ryder knocked, two quick raps and one slow, the signal we had agreed on. Kayla let him in. Then, I handed him the key, and he read the tag twice.“Where was it?” he asked.“Under my pillow, I found it around midnight.”“You waited five hours t
Ryder checked every corner of the room before he let any of us speak. Then he pulled back the quilt, opened the wardrobe, knelt to look under the bed, and ran a flat palm along the baseboards. When he finally stood up, his face was tight."There's no hidden door," he said. "No gap, and no loose panel. If not, I would have heard it.""Then how did it get here?" Kayla whispered."I don't know," He said, looking at the card in my hand. "It's either someone was in this room while I stood in the hall, or someone left it earlier and took the note after I was in position.""You were watching the door," I said. "Not the ceiling.""Yes, I checked the ceiling this morning. And it was solid plaster." He rubbed the back of his neck. "Look, I'm not going to pretend I understand it. I'm only going to tell you what we do next.""Okay, tell me.""Nothing tonight, no Friday plan, and no confession." He took the card gently from my fingers. "That's what this wants, it's asking you to move faster than y
Ryder did not leave my side until Kayla and I had moved everything I owned into the small guest room at the end of the west hall. It was a plain room with one narrow bed, a washstand, and a window that looked over the kitchen garden. Nobody had slept in it for years."Who knows you're here?" Ryder asked, testing the window latch."You, Kayla, and Damian, because he told me to choose a room. Nobody else.""Keep it that way, I'll check this lock myself every morning." He rattled the latch twice. "Sleep, I'll be in the corridor."I lay down fully dressed with the pendant against my skin and my mother's coat folded under the pillow. Kayla took the floor beside the bed, with a blanket pulled up to her chin, refusing every argument I made."You'd do it for me," she said into the dark."Yes, I would," I answered."Then stop talking and sleep."Sleep came in thin pieces. Near dawn, a soft tap against the glass woke me. I sat up immediately. Kayla was still breathing evenly on the floor.The t
"Four of us were in that room," I said quietly. "Not five.""Then the fifth is whoever has been reading over our shoulders." Ryder kept his voice low. "Don't run, and don't hurry. You're a woman going to greet a guest.""And Kayla?" I asked."Kayla was on the stairs. She knows nothing, and that's the safest place for her." He said, glancing at her. "Keep it that way."Kayla looked between us, plainly wanting to argue. Instead, she said, "I'll come in with you because someone should be bored out loud.""Please," I said.Then I smoothed my sleeves, drew one slow breath the way Ryder had taught me before a drill, and walked down the hall. When I got to the sitting room, the doors stood open. Logan sat in the same armchair as before, with a cup resting on his knee, while Cassius sat opposite him with the stiff, pleasant face of a man who had promised to be a fool at dinner."Helena," Logan rose at once. "I hope I'm not intruding. I only meant to leave a small gift and found your father-in







