Mag-log inThe silence that followed Adrian’s final words felt heavier than anything before, no one spoke or moved. It was as if the room had absorbed the truth and was now holding it hostage. Emma stood still, her thoughts spiraling. Daniel’s confession echoed in her mind, colliding with everything else the accident, Adrian, the messages, the game. Nothing made sense anymore or maybe it was starting to.“We were never random.”The words slipped out before she could stop them. Three pairs of eyes turned to her.“What?” Marcus asked.Emma looked at them, her chest tightening.“Think about it. Adrian didn’t just appear that night. He approached Lena… and me.”Lena’s expression shifted slightly. “You’re saying this was planned?”“I’m saying,” Emma continued slowly, “that he knew us. Before the accident.”Daniel crossed his arms, his face tense. “That doesn’t mean anything. It could be coincidence.”“Twice?” Marcus shot back. “He just happened to approach both our wives before we ran him over?”The
“Your turn, Daniel.”The words echoed in the room like a sentence passed. No one moved. Daniel stood still, his jaw clenched, his eyes locked on the screen where Adrian’s face lingered calm, patient, waiting. The silence stretched, thick and suffocating, pressing in from all sides. Emma watched him carefully, her chest tight. She had already said too much revealed too much and now everything felt like it was unraveling.“Well?”Adrian’s voice came again, smooth and controlled.“We’re waiting.”Daniel let out a slow breath, forcing composure into his voice. “I’m not doing this.”A flicker of amusement crossed Adrian’s face. “No?” he said softly.“No,” Daniel repeated, more firmly now. “You think you can just walk in here, throw accusations around, and we’ll confess our lives to you? That’s not how this works.”Adrian tilted his head slightly. “That’s exactly how this works.”Daniel shook his head. “You’re bluffing.”The room went still. Emma felt it the shift. The moment everything tip
“I didn’t tell you everything about that night…”Emma’s voice lingered in the air, fragile but heavy enough to silence the room. No one moved. No one spoke. The weight of her words settled over them like a storm about to break. Daniel was the first to react. His eyes narrowed, confusion quickly giving way to something sharper.“What do you mean you didn’t tell us everything?”Emma swallowed hard, her hands trembling at her sides. She could feel all their eyes on her Lena’s disbelief, Marcus’s tension, Daniel’s rising anger.“I knew him,” she said finally.The words hit like a crack of thunder.Silence followed.Daniel blinked. “What?”Emma forced herself to continue. “Not well… but I knew him. Adrian. He came to me a few days before the accident.”Lena stiffened. “He came to you too?”Emma nodded slowly. “Yes. He approached me outside my office. He knew my name. He seemed… desperate. I didn’t think much of it at the time.”Marcus frowned. “And you didn’t think to tell us this?”“I did
The silence Adrian left behind did not last long. It shattered the moment the door closed. Lena was the first to move. She turned sharply to Marcus, her eyes wide with panic.“Tell me that just happened. Tell me we didn’t just let him walk in here and walk out again.”Marcus ran a hand through his hair, pacing.“I don’t know what just happened.”Emma stood frozen, her arms wrapped tightly around herself as though she could hold the fear in place.“He was real,” she whispered. “He was standing right there.”Daniel remained still, his gaze fixed on the door. His expression had hardened into something cold and unreadable.“He’s not just real,” he said quietly. “He’s in control.”That sent a ripple of unease through the room. Lena turned back to him sharply.“Control? He doesn’t control anything.”Daniel looked at her. “He walked in, said what he wanted, and left without fear. That’s control.”“No,” Lena snapped. “That’s intimidation.”“And it’s working,” Emma added softly.Silence follow
The room fell into a suffocating silence after Marcus’s confession. No one moved. No one spoke. It was as though the truth had drained the air from the room, leaving only tension behind. Emma felt her pulse pounding in her ears. Her mind struggled to process what she had just heard. He was gone. The words echoed over and over again, refusing to settle into something logical.“That’s not possible,” Lena said again, her voice quieter now, but no less shaken.Marcus ran a hand over his face, his expression strained. “I’m telling you what I saw.”Daniel stood still, his gaze distant, calculating. “Then we’ve been wrong this entire time.”Emma shook her head, backing away slightly. “No… no, we saw him. He wasn’t moving. There was so much blood”“And yet there was no body,” Daniel cut in.The weight of that reality pressed down on all of them. A sudden knock shattered the silence. All four of them froze. It was loud and deliberate. Three slow knocks.Emma’s breath caught. “Were you expectin
Morning came, but it brought no comfort.Emma hadn’t slept. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw the messages again, the painted warning, the carved accusation, the photograph that should not have existed. The memory of that distorted voice lingered in her mind, sending chills through her body.She sat at the edge of the bed, clutching her phone tightly. The unknown number remained in her call log like a silent threat. She had tried calling it back, but it led nowhere. Across the room, Daniel stood by the window, staring outside. His posture was tense, his silence heavier than usual.“We can’t ignore this,” Emma said finally.Daniel didn’t turn. “We won’t.”“They know everything,” she pressed. “That’s not something we can just control.”He faced her then, his expression calm but guarded. “Then we find out who they are.”Before Emma could respond, her phone rang. Both of them froze. The same unknown number. Emma hesitated, then answered.“Hello?”“Emma.”Her breath caught. The voice







