LOGINAdrian’s PovI kept staring at the name on the screen, refusing to let myself react to it yet.Mason waited beside me, watching my face for something I wasn't ready to give him. The name was familiar, the familiar that came from years of standing close enough to the Grant and Kingsley circles that nobody ever thought to question their presence in a room."Establish what this actually proves," I told him. "Before we approach anyone."He nodded once and went back to work.Whoever this was, they might have witnessed every piece of my family's grief without ever looking suspicious. That thought settled somewhere cold in my chest and stayed there."The former director and the name attached to the company," Mason said after a while, not looking up from his screen. "Those aren't necessarily the same person."I asked him to explain exactly what he meant.The director was still alive, reachable, someone who might know who had controlled the company and authorized the original payment, a living
Adrian’s PovI studied the damaged hospital report while Mason worked beside me, the fragment of a name sitting there useless on its own, a handful of letters that refused to resolve into anything I could use."It's not enough to identify them," he said. "Not from this alone."We started reconstructing it from everything else the hospital still had, older records, staff lists, visitor logs, whatever security archives hadn't been purged entirely over the years. I wasn't ready to accept the Ashbourne theory, not until we knew exactly who that erased name belonged to, and not before the evidence earned that conclusion honestly.Mason found an older version of the same incident report an hour later, filed before whatever had happened to the later copy, buried deep enough in a backup system that whoever cleaned the main file had apparently missed it. The name survived there, mostly intact.Not an Ashbourne.Someone who'd worked around the family instead, close enough to have legitimate acc
Adrian's Pov I left Grant Mansion before Emily had finished saying what she needed to do. There was no reason to wait for morning, not with the house still carrying the weight of everything Richard had just confessed.Mason met me at the car within minutes, already pulling up whatever digital access he still had into the Grant family's older records, his tablet glowing in the dark between us. He didn't ask why. He already knew."We're not looking for Kael anymore," I told him. "We're looking for the child everyone believed died."He nodded once and started driving, no further questions, no hesitation, exactly the kind of silence I needed from him right then.The hospital where Eleanor gave birth still existed, absorbed into a larger medical network decades ago but keeping its archives intact somewhere in a basement no one had digitized completely. Mason had access before we'd even finished parking the car.The birth record was there, exactly as Richard had described it. Eleanor had g
Emily's Pov I crossed the space between us before Richard could leave the room, stopping directly in front of him, close enough that he had no room left to pretend he hadn't heard me."What did you mean?"He looked straight back at me."About Kael." His expression shifted. I didn't let him look away. "You said you thought you lost him. What does that mean?"The whole room went utterly quiet.Victoria tried to intervene immediately. "Emily, this isn't—"I turned toward her. "It is."Then I looked back at Richard."Tell me what happened to my brother."He didn't answer right away. His eyes moved toward the place where Kael had been standing earlier, as though the space still held something of him."You don't know anything about him, do you?"I admitted I didn't.Something in his tired face settled, as he'd finally decided, after everything, that I deserved the truth, whatever it cost him to give it.He told me Kael's story began long before I was born.He and Eleanor had fallen in love
Emily's Pov Mason drove much faster than I expected.I kept my eyes on the road, watching the streets blur past as he followed the traced route, Adrian beside me, silent, his hand resting near mine without quite touching it, close enough that I could feel the warmth of it anyway. Police vehicles trailed behind us, lights off, moving fast but quietly, the whole convoy holding its breath together. knew only one thing.Kael was taken there.And I intended to find him.Mason pulled into the industrial area, gravel crunching under the tires, and the police vehicles rolled in right behind us. Everyone was out before the engines had fully stopped. Officers fanned out to secure the perimeter while I moved forward, not waiting for anyone's permission, ignoring whatever someone behind me was saying about procedure.Adrian stayed close.At first glance, the place looked abandoned: chain-link fencing rusted through in places, windows dark across every building in sight, the whole stretch of it s
Adrian's Pov Emily was still staring at the frame.She hadn't moved in almost a full minute, her eyes fixed on the monitor as if looking away might let the image slip back into uncertainty.Mason had enhanced it as far as the software would allow, running it through every filter twice, sharpening it pixel by pixel until there was nothing left to guess at, nothing left for the shadows to hide.The face was no longer a blur.It was clear now.Fully visible.Impossible to mistake for anyone else."Who is that?" I asked.Emily didn't hesitate this time.Not the way she had earlier, searching through every person she'd ever known, running through names one by one until only silence was left.She said the name immediately."Victoria."Something in my chest went cold and still at once.The kind of stillness that came right before you understood exactly how bad something actually was, before the full shape of it had even finished arriving.Mason pulled up the records he'd already found earli







