Share

Chapter 71: What the Piano Heard

last update publish date: 2026-11-12 04:42:48

"Don't touch it," said Luna.

"I wasn't going to."

"You've got your finger on it."

"I'm pointing at it." Ren pulled his hand back and wiped it on his jeans, like the thing might be catching. "It's warm. It's got a battery that's been charged this week. It wants a proper look, not me poking it with a toast crust."

Caelum was kneeling on the other side of the stool with his torch in his teeth and one hand on the lump on his head. He took the torch out. "Is it recording or sending?"

"Both. It store
Continue to read this book for free
Scan code to download App
Locked Chapter

Latest chapter

  • The Alpha Chose My Sister But My Baby Chose His Bood   Chapter 72: The Bell Path

    Ren got to the music room first, which he later said was the only brave thing he did all week, and it was mostly because his legs had gone before his brain.The lid was down. The stool was where Wren had left it, skewed out at an angle. The disc was on its saucer on the piano top, where somebody had put it for the sake of leaving it exactly where it was, and the little green light was blinking fast. It had been slow before."It's talking," Ren said."To whom?" Luna said, from the doorway."To the base. Hold on." He bent so close his nose nearly touched it, listening. "That's a ping. Somebody's asked it where it is.""And it answered with a note?""It's got a locate chime. It's meant to be a beep. Somebody's set it to a plain tone." He flinched. "Middle A. Four-forty. That's the network's all-clear tone. It's what we use to say come in, it's safe."From the doorway Wren said, in a very small voice, "That's my note.""It's everybody's note," Ren said. "It's the stock tone.""I picked it

  • The Alpha Chose My Sister But My Baby Chose His Bood   Chapter 71: What the Piano Heard

    "Don't touch it," said Luna."I wasn't going to.""You've got your finger on it.""I'm pointing at it." Ren pulled his hand back and wiped it on his jeans, like the thing might be catching. "It's warm. It's got a battery that's been charged this week. It wants a proper look, not me poking it with a toast crust."Caelum was kneeling on the other side of the stool with his torch in his teeth and one hand on the lump on his head. He took the torch out. "Is it recording or sending?""Both. It stores on the chip and sends in bursts, so it doesn't drain." Ren's voice had gone odd. "That's how you build it if you want it to last six years. That's how we build it."Nobody said anything."We," Luna said."The network. The safehouse units. We put one in every flat we rented for you." He sat back on his heels. "You had one in your kitchen for four years, Luna, I'm sorry. It was so we'd know if anyone came in." He rubbed his face with both hands. "That's the same casing. Same green light. The ser

  • The Alpha Chose My Sister But My Baby Chose His Bood   Chapter 70: The Piano

    Ansel's cup hit the lino and broke into three clean pieces. He stared at them like they'd betrayed him."Leave it," Luna said."It was my favourite.""Ansel.""It had a horse on it."Lucan was already on his feet, hunting under the table for his shoes. Brigid had pulled the nursery book out of Luna's coat without Luna noticing and shoved it down the front of her dressing gown, which gave her a bosom in a place she had never had one. Ren was holding a whole slice of toast in his mouth like a dog with a slipper. Wren had the robin card back in her fist."Behind me," Caelum said to her."I'm not hiding behind a man with a lump.""It's a large lump.""Then I'll stand next to the lump."Nobody locked the front door. Nobody had locked it since Ansel oiled the hinges at four o'clock, and Dorian Voss, coming up the steps, found that out by leaning on it.He walked into the kitchen like a man entering a church where he'd paid for the window.Long dark coat, snow on the shoulders. Hair still pe

  • The Alpha Chose My Sister But My Baby Chose His Bood   Chapter 69: Hollin Lodge

    The knocking stopped. Nobody in the cellar said anything for a long moment."I'm going up," Ren said."You're not," said Caelum."Somebody's got a spoon. Spoons aren't an army.""It's a pipe, Ren. It runs through the whole building. Whoever is up there knows we're down here, and I'd like to know why they sound so polite about it.""They sound like my primary school," Ansel said, and then went very red. "Sorry. It's just a thing the dinner ladies did."Luna had been holding her breath without noticing. She let it go. "Wren. Think. Three and one long. You've heard three. Who does three?""Everyone does three." Wren's fist was still crushing the robin card. "It's the only number. I just don't know the long one."The pipe scraped again, very slowly, as if whoever held the spoon was dragging it all the way down a radiator.Then a woman's voice came down through the ceiling grille in a cross, tired whisper. "For the love of God, one of you come up. I've got a bad back."She was waiting at t

  • The Alpha Chose My Sister But My Baby Chose His Bood   Chapter 68: The Night Desk

    The dark in the cellar was total, and Ren's first move was to say "Nobody move," which was a stupid thing to say to a room containing a seventy-year-old with a bad knee and a man with a head injury. Then his phone torch came on and lit his own chin from underneath, like a boy telling a ghost story."It's the bulb," Ansel said from the doorway. He sounded tired and apologetic, like the cellar had personally failed him. "It's been going since March. I keep saying.""To who?" Caelum said."To the school.""And what did the school say?""That it's a cellar."Dr. Adaeze made a small damp noise that might have been a laugh. Somebody found a second torch. The lamp on Lucan's table sat dead and brown, and the light from three phones turned all their faces into the faces of people stealing something.Luna was still holding her own phone. Petra had gone quiet on the other end, and Luna could hear her breathing. She put her on speaker and set the phone on the edge of the bed, next to the child's

  • The Alpha Chose My Sister But My Baby Chose His Bood   Chapter 67: The Shoe

    Luna did not go in.She stood in the doorway of Room 3 with her left hand shoved so deep in her coat pocket the lining was creaking, and looked at a sixty-five-year-old man in grey socks sitting on a child's bed holding a shoe, and for about four seconds her brain refused to put the two things together."How did you get here before us?" she said. It was a stupid question. It was the only one that came out."I've been here since Wednesday," Lucan said. "I drove back after I saw you. I always come on a Thursday." He glanced at his watch, a thin gold thing. "It's still Thursday, if you're generous. Ten to five. I tend to be generous.""You came every Thursday to the nursery," Caelum said behind her. "Odile wrote it down.""The nursery, yes. Then, after a certain Thursday, here." He turned the shoe over in his hands. "I do apologise for the socks. One takes off one's shoes in a child's room. It seemed the least I could do.""Mr. Corvane." Tomas Reyes had pushed in beside Caelum, mint stil

More Chapters
Explore and read good novels for free
Free access to a vast number of good novels on GoodNovel app. Download the books you like and read anywhere & anytime.
Read books for free on the app
SCAN CODE TO READ ON APP
DMCA.com Protection Status