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Vol.3 walking ghost
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2026-09-11 16:27:58
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SINFUL SALVATION Meeting
Mason called the second the bell chimed behind Adrian.His hands were shaking. His heart was pounding so hard he could barely breathe."Drake," he said the moment the line connected. "Drake, you need to come to the shop. Now."There was a pause—a beat of silence that stretched too long."What happened?" Drake's voice was sharp. Alert. Afraid."A man came in," Mason said. "He said his name was Adrian. He said he was your brother."Another pause. Longer this time."I'm on my way."The line went dead.---Drake arrived in twelve minutes.He burst through the door of The Root, his grey eyes wild, his chest heaving. He scanned the shop—the ferns, the succulents, the empty counter."Where is he?" he demanded."Gone." Mason walked out from behind the counter. "He left right after I called you."Drake ran a hand through his hair. "What did he look like? What did he say? Did he threaten you?""No." Mason reached out, taking Drake's hands. "He didn't threaten me. He just—he just stood there. He
SINFUL SALVATION The brother
Drake didn't sleep that night.He lay in bed beside Mason, listening to his husband's slow, even breathing, the letter burning a hole in the drawer of his nightstand. Every time he closed his eyes, he saw the words.I know who you are. And I know what you did.He had done a lot of things. He had hurt people. He had ruined lives. He had been a monster in a suit, and he had worn that suit for years.But that was a decade ago. He had paid for his sins. He had changed. He had built a life—a good life—out of the wreckage.And yet, the letter made him feel like he was twenty-five again. Like the monster was still alive. Like the past was a hungry thing that had simply been waiting for the right moment to swallow him whole.At 4 AM, he gave up on sleep.He slipped out of bed, pulled on a sweatshirt, and walked to his study. He locked the door behind him. He pulled the letter from his pocket and laid it flat on the desk.He read it again.I know who you are. And I know what you did.The handw
SINFUL SALVATION Return
The drive home took four hours.Drake kept his eyes on the road, his hands steady on the wheel, his mind a thousand miles away. The trees blurred past the windows. The sky shifted from grey to gold as the afternoon sun began its slow descent. No one spoke. No one needed to.In the back seat, Elara was asleep. She had fallen asleep within minutes of leaving the courthouse, her small body curled against Leo's side, her head resting on his shoulder. Leo hadn't moved an inch. He just sat there, his grey eyes fixed on the window, his hand resting protectively on his sister's hair.Silas was in his car seat, wide awake, his grey eyes—too knowing—watching the world pass by. He hadn't spoken since they left the city. He rarely spoke at all. But his silence was different now. It was not the silence of a child who had nothing to say. It was the silence of a child who had seen too much.Mason sat in the passenger seat, his hand resting on Drake's knee. He didn't speak either. He just watched the
SINFUL SALVATION Catherine Ashford’s trial
The courthouse was swarming with reporters.Drake stepped out of the car, his hand shielding his eyes from the flash of cameras. Mason walked beside him, his jaw tight, his hand resting on Drake's arm."Mr. Ashford! Mr. Ashford! Is it true your aunt tried to kidnap your daughter?""Mr. Ashford, what do you have to say to the allegations of—""Mr. Ashford—"Mariah stepped forward, her broad shoulders blocking the reporters."Keep moving," she said quietly. "Don't say anything."Drake walked up the courthouse steps, his grey eyes fixed on the doors.Today, it ends.---The courtroom was packed.The gallery was filled with reporters, spectators, and a handful of Ashford family associates who had come to watch the downfall of the last true Ashford matriarch.Catherine sat at the defendant's table, dressed in a simple grey suit. Her silver hair was pulled back. Her face was pale. But her eyes—those cold, grey eyes—were as sharp as ever.She looked at Drake as he entered. And she smiled.Dr
SINFUL SALVATION Homecoming
The drive back to the estate was silent.Drake sat in the back seat, Elara curled in his lap, her small body trembling against his chest. She hadn’t spoken since he had caught her. She hadn’t cried. She had just held onto him—her tiny fists gripping his shirt, her face buried in his neck—as if she was afraid that if she let go, she would fall.Mariah drove. Her eyes flicked to the rearview mirror every few seconds, watching them.“She’s in shock,” Mariah said quietly. “She needs to see a doctor.”“I know,” Drake said. “We’ll take her as soon as we get back.”He pressed a kiss to Elara’s hair.“You’re safe, little star,” he whispered. “Papa’s here. Papa’s got you.”Elara didn’t respond. She just held on tighter.---They reached the estate at dawn.The house loomed against the pale morning sky, its dark windows watching them like hollow eyes. Mason was standing on the porch, Leo beside him, Silas in his arms. His face was pale, his eyes red.He saw the car. He ran.Drake got out, Elara
SINFUL SALVATION The light house
The wind howled.Drake stood at the top of the cliff, his gun in his hand, his grey eyes fixed on Catherine. She stood at the edge, Elara clutched against her chest, the black sea churning far below."Let her go," Drake said. His voice was steady. Calm. Deadly.Catherine smiled—that cold, thin smile that never reached her eyes."Why would I do that?" she asked. "She's the only thing keeping you from killing me.""I'm not going to kill you," Drake said. "I'm going to take my daughter and walk away. And you're going to spend the rest of your life in a cell."Catherine laughed—a sharp, brittle sound that was swallowed by the wind."You still don't understand," she said. "You never did.""Understand what?"Catherine looked at him. Her grey eyes—his father's eyes—were filled with something Drake had never seen before. Something cold and ancient and broken."The truth," she said. "About your mother. About your father. About you."Drake's jaw tightened."I know the truth," he said. "My fathe
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