로그인The silence after Samuel's voice disappeared was unbearable.Eva stared at the speakers.“He said he's coming here.”Daniel immediately closed the laptop.“We can't stay.”Adrian nodded.“Everyone out. Now.”But Richard didn't move.Instead, he stared at the screen with an expression Eva had never seen before.Fear.Not for himself.For them.“He wants the archive,” Richard said.Eva turned toward him.“Then let him come.”Richard shook his head.“You don't understand. Samuel doesn't want the archive.”“What does he want?”Richard looked directly at her.“You.”Eva's stomach tightened.“Why?”“Because you're the only person who can open the original file.”Daniel looked up.“But we already opened it.”“Part of it.”Richard pointed toward the laptop.“The archive you accessed was only the outer layer. The real archive is protected by a biological key.”Eva frowned.“A biological key?”“Your memories.”Eva remembered what Richard had said earlier.The archive isn't inside you. Your memo
Eva stared at her grandfather.“By me?”He nodded.“You were always the intended heir.”“To what?”“The Circle.”The words landed like a blow.Eva shook her head.“No.”Her grandfather remained calm.“You misunderstand.”“I don't think I do.”“You were never meant to lead The Circle. You were meant to control the information that could destroy it.”Richard stepped forward.“Don't listen to him.”Her grandfather looked at him.“You've spent twenty years running from the truth.”“And you've spent twenty years destroying people to protect it.”A faint smile crossed the older man's face.“You still think this is about power.”“Isn't it?”“No.”He turned back to Eva.“It is about survival.”Eva looked around the corridor.“All these years, people have lied to me. My parents. Your family. The Circle. Everyone keeps saying they were protecting me.”Her grandfather's expression softened.“You were a child.”“I’m not anymore.”“No.”He looked at Adrian.“And that's why the arrangement had to h
Eva stared into the dark tunnel.Her grandfather's voice still echoed in her mind.Come to me.She looked at Amelia.“You knew he was here?”Amelia shook her head.“No.”“Then why did you bring us here?”“I didn't.”Daniel looked toward the passage.“Someone opened this from the other side.”Adrian stepped forward.“Stay behind me.”Eva followed him.The tunnel was narrow, with old brick walls and dim lights running along the floor. The further they walked, the colder it became.Nobody spoke.Until Amelia suddenly stopped.Eva nearly walked into her.“What?”Amelia pointed toward the wall.A series of photographs had been pinned there.Eva moved closer.They were pictures of her.As a baby.As a child.As a teenager.At school.At the hospital.Outside Blackwood Tower.And finally—one taken only days ago.Eva's stomach twisted.“He's been watching me.”Amelia nodded.“For a long time.”Adrian looked at the photographs.“Not just him.”Eva turned.“What?”Adrian pointed at one of the
The message remained on Eva's screen.COME TO BLACKWOOD TOWER.ALONE.AND BRING ADRIAN.She read it twice.Then a third time.“Absolutely not,” Adrian said.Eva looked at him.“You don't get to decide that.”“I do when they're specifically asking you to walk into a trap.”“They asked for both of us.”“That doesn't make it safer.”Nathan stepped between them.“Neither of you should go.”Eva turned toward him.“Then what am I supposed to do? Stay here and wait for another message?”Her father didn't answer.Eva looked around the room.Everyone had spent years protecting her from the truth.Now the truth was finally standing in front of her.She wasn't going to run from it.“We're going.”Adrian stared at her.“Eva.”“I need answers.”“And I need you alive.”The words came out quietly.Eva's expression softened.For a moment, the chaos around them disappeared.“I'll be careful.”Adrian reached for her hand.“You're not going alone.”“I know.”He nodded.“Then I'm coming.”Daniel immediat
Eva couldn't take her eyes off the photograph.Amelia stood outside Blackwood Tower, her face turned slightly toward the camera.She looked older than the girl in the childhood photograph, of course.But there was no mistaking the resemblance.The same eyes.The same sharp jawline.The same small mark beneath her left eye that Eva had always thought was unique to her.Her mother was shaking.“No.”Eva turned toward her.“You said she was dead.”Her mother looked at the photograph.“I believed she was.”“That isn't what I asked.”Her mother's eyes filled with tears.“You were too young to understand.”“I was a baby.”“You were six months old.”Eva froze.Her mother took a shaky breath.“Amelia disappeared shortly after you were born.”Nathan stepped closer.“We searched for her.”“For how long?”“Years.”“And then?”Nathan didn't answer.Eva looked at him.“You stopped looking.”“We were told she was dead.”“By who?”Silence.That silence told Eva everything.“Thomas,” she whispered.N
For several seconds, nobody moved.Thomas Blackwood stood beneath the warehouse lights, the black box resting casually in his hand as if he hadn't just turned everything Eva believed upside down.Inside the person you trust most.Eva's eyes moved around the room.Her mother.Her father.Daniel.Mason.Richard.And finally—Adrian.Her chest tightened.No.She refused to let her mind go there.Adrian stepped slightly in front of her.“What did you put inside that box?”Thomas smiled.“Nothing.”He lifted it.“The box is empty.”Eva frowned.“Then why bring it?”“Because the person carrying the real key will recognize it.”Adrian's jaw tightened.“Stop playing games.”Thomas looked at him.“You sound exactly like your father.”Richard stepped forward.“Thomas, this ends tonight.”Thomas laughed quietly.“You said that twenty years ago.”Richard's expression changed.Thomas looked at Eva again.“Your family spent years hiding you from The Circle. My family spent years pretending it didn'







