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#31: I Found Something
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2026-05-23 00:00:23
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SIR #33: Target
David is standing in the doorway, his presence immediately filling the space and turning the air cold. His cashmere coat hangs open, and his dark eyes lock onto Carver with an unblinking, dangerous intensity.Eli forces his muscles to remain completely still, though his heart is slamming against his ribs so violently he is certain the monitor is going to betray him.He needs a cover story, and he needs it before David recognizes the man standing by the bed.“Mr. Reid,” Eli says, forcing a calm expression onto his face. “I didn’t expect you back so soon.”David doesn’t answer immediately. He steps into the room, his boots making no sound on the linoleum floor. His eyes travel from Eli to Carver, lingering on the tailored charcoal suit and the silver hair.“This is my uncle, Thomas,” Eli lies smoothly, praying to whatever deity is listening that Carver’s public profile isn’t something David has memorized. “He flew in from out of town as soon as he heard about the shooting.”Carver
SIR #32: You Have The Drive
Zeke is leaning against the marble pillar near the staircase, his arms crossed over his chest, looking like a gargoyle guarding a tomb. He hasn’t changed his uniform, and there are dark circles under his eyes that tell me he hasn’t slept since the shooting occurred.“Where have you been?” Zeke asks, his voice dropping into that heavy, authoritative tone he uses when he’s trying to be the head of security instead of a person.I stop at the base of the stairs, kicking off my heels with a tired sigh. “Where I go is absolutely none of your business, Zeke. Last time I checked, you weren’t my father, and you certainly don’t own my schedule.”“Your father is currently occupied with a dozen different federal agencies, and since your shiny new bodyguard managed to get himself shot and put in a coma, you are my responsibility,” Zeke says, stepping away from the pillar to close the distance between us. He looks at me with an intensity that makes my defensive walls go right up. “I know you wer
SIR #31: I Found Something
The rhythmic, sterile click of the lock turning under my fingers sends a physical jolt of static straight down my spine. I stay pressed against the heavy wood of the hospital room door for a second, my palm still resting on the brass handle, letting the absolute absurdity of what I am doing settle in my chest. My father gave me exactly twenty minutes to get my ass back to the mansion. Zeke is pacing around the corridors out there somewhere, looking for any excuse to rip Eli’s life open. The entire building smells like bleach, rubbing alcohol, and imminent ruin. And yet, when I turn back around and look at the man lying in that bed, my breath hitches. Eli is watching me with those heavy, dark eyes, his shoulders propped up against the pillows, looking entirely too self-assured for someone who was literally bleeding out on the grass a day ago. I let a slow, wicked smile curl the corners of my mouth as I push off the door. “You look entirely too pleased with yourself for a man tra
SIR #30: Since I Met You
Eli drifts in and out of darkness, the last clear memory the sound of Lucia screaming his name and the wet grass beneath him. Sirens wail somewhere far away, voices overlap in shouts, and then everything fades to nothing. He feels himself pulled back now by the steady beep of machines and the sterile smell of a hospital room. His chest burns with every shallow breath. Tubes pull at his arm and something tight wraps around his torso. He tries to move and pain flares hot across his upper body. He opens his eyes slowly. The room comes into focus with its white walls and monitoring equipment. David Reid is standing near the window speaking in low tones with Zeke. “I am still trying to trace the cleaning service vehicle they used,” Zeke is saying. “It was a professional job. The plates were fake and the van disappeared off every camera within three blocks.” David crosses his arms. “Find out exactly how many people had access to Miller while he was in that cell. And who knew about t
SIR #29: Stay With Me
Eli sits on the edge of his bed in the small staff quarters, staring at the illuminated screen of his phone. The message from Carver stares back at him, impossible to ignore any longer. 《Miller isn’t back. Fix it.》 The words carry the weight of a deadline he cannot afford to miss. Carver has never been a patient man, and Eli knows there’s an invisible “or else” at the end of that text. He won’t be able to explain the bruised ribs or broken finger or whatever it is Carver’s men would be sent to deliver if he fails to fulfill his end of the deal. He also obviously cannot let Miller talk. The only path forward is action tonight. Eli closes his eyes for a moment and runs through the mental map he built of the estate during his first weeks here. Every corridor, every camera blind spot, every locked door. He knows the underground service tunnel that leads out near the east loading dock, the one rarely used after midnight. That will be his exit route for Miller. He types a quick rep
SIR #28: Short Supply
Eli stands near the edge of the dining room with his hands clasped behind his back, watching the family move through what should have been a normal Monday breakfast. Lucia has not said a single word to either of her parents since the night of the attack. She pushes eggs around her plate with the tip of her fork, keeping her expression carefully blank. David sits at the head of the table, quieter than usual. He takes a few bites of toast, checks his phone twice, and finally sets his napkin down. “There’s an emergency at the office,” he says. “I’ll be back by evening.” Lucas looks up. “But you always say Sunday and Monday are–” “Eat your toast, bud,” David says, already pushing back his chair. Nora’s hand tightens around her juice glass. “David.” “It won’t take long,” he says, and kisses her cheek as he passes, his footsteps receding down the corridor. The table sits with that for a moment. “Right,” Tyler says to no one, and goes back to his phone under the table. Eli kno
SIR #33: It's Time We Talk
Sel paces the length of the living room while Marcus stands by the window watching the street below like he expects trouble to drive right up to the curb. David sits beside me on the sofa, close enough that our thighs touch, with his hand resting on my knee.I haven’t moved in twenty minutes. The l
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