تسجيل الدخولKADE'S POVVincent sped over to one of his computer screens, hands dancing skillfully with learned precision. "You need to see this. Right now."I crossed to where he stood. A surveillance video of my penthouse played on the screen. Multiple camera angles switching automatically. All of them from jobs I had never known existed. Cameras I had not installed.“Why do you have access to my security system?” I demanded. “They’re private feeds on encrypted channels.”“Because I’ve been watching you for thirty years. Vincent didn’t take his eyes off the screen. “I had to be sure you were safe. Which meant having eyes everywhere you called home. Every safe house. Every office. Everywhere."The video was of the living area of the penthouse. Raven walking around with Celine in her arms. Marcus arriving and sitting down. Normal security protocols being followed. Guards at their stations.Then the alarms started. Red lights flashing. People moving with trained urgency."Someone breached your peri
RAVEN'S POVThree hours went by with no word from Kade other than that short phone call saying he was safe. Three hours that seemed to drag like three days. I paced the penthouse with Celine in my arms for three hours while Ethan slept blissfully in his bassinet completely oblivious that just now his father learned that all his life was built on lies.I could not sit still. I could focus on nothing except the city lights outside the window and a phone in my pocket that would not ring. That image from the security footage kept coming back to my mind. That man in the car, waving that sign. Vincent Statham. Officially dead for thirty years. In family parlance, my uncle. Kade’s biological father, at least according to claims I had no way of verifying yet.Too many supposedlys. So many revelations piled upon each other, I couldn’t tell which was real anymore.Summer had gone an hour earlier to coordinate extra security sweeps of the building. Javier had sent a team to check perimeter defen
KADE'S POVAnd I sat behind the sedan next to a man who was supposed to be dead and tried to process what I was seeing.Vincent Statham seemed older than the photographs I had seen in Summer’s files. Gray hair when there had been brown. Deep lines shadowed his eyes and mouth. But his posture was straight. Military. And his eyes were sharp and cold and staring at me with an intensity that started every instinct I had screaming warnings."You should not be here." I said. I kept my hand on the door handle. “You’re dead you are supposed to be dead.’l”“I was going to do many things. His voice was rough. Decades of cigarettes and whiskey. "Dead. Retired. Forgotten. But here I am. And you need to listen to what I have to say.”"The sign said son." I looked at him directly. "Why would you call me that?""Because it is true." He took his time reaching into his jacket. Pulled out a folder. "I am your biological father. Not Dimitri. Not Arthur. Me."I grabbed the folder but have not opened it.
RAVEN'S POVFrom the security monitors in his office I watched Kade go. The screens displayed different angles of the building entrance. Cameras that covered every approach. Systems meant to protect us.He stepped out into the night air, smaller than I had ever seen him. His shoulders were tight. His movements were slow. Like he was bearing weight that was finally getting heavy.Then he stopped.I inched toward the monitor. Saw him look at something just out of the camera’s main field of vision."What is he looking at?" Javier got up and came to stand next to me. His hand was poised over his phone in preparation to call security.The angle of the camera shifted, sporting an automated tracking as Kade moved. A black sedan came into view. In a parking spot at the curb with its engine running. Tinted windows. No plates from this angle.The back door opened.“No.” The word slipped out before I could stop it. “Do not get in that car, Kade.”But he could not hear me. I was three stories abo
KADE'S POVI watched Raven read the second DNA test with shaking hands that made the paper move. Followed her eyes as they moved, line by line, across the page. Saw her face shift as she absorbed what it read in clear clinical language.I already knew what it said. Summer had already shown it to me back in the office, before I took the file out to Raven. Had explained everything. Gave me time to sick before I had to see Raven do the same.But seeing her read it. Seeing her understand. That was different. That made it real in a way that just knowing did not.Her hands trembled. The paper shook. But she kept reading.“The second test is broader in scope.” Summer’s voice was behind me in the doorway. But still the same aloof voice like she was reading quarterly reports. "I used updated forensic technology. Analyzed more genetic markers. Applied higher accuracy standards. What I would call an international case-holding-up-in-court test.”Raven glanced up from the page. Her brown eyes lock
RAVEN'S POVKade came out of the office looking like someone had somehow reached into his chest and physically moved everything around. His face was pale. Not the bloodless beige it became when he was keeping a close eye on his feelings. The pale, bloodless color that comes from real shock. His movements were too careful. Too controlled. That he was holding something volatile together and all it would take is one wrong move to dissolve it.He carried the file in his hand and did not face me directly when he crossed the room. Just shoved it toward me without looking at me."Read it." His voice was flat. Deprived of all I usually listened to there. "Read all of it. Every page."I took the file from him. It felt heavier than paper should feel. As if the secrets contained within had physical weight.Javier stood closer, beside the window. Summer stayed at the office doorway, looking back and forth between us with that same calm, professional demeanor I was getting closer to believing wasn







